a crappy rantaro X reader fic

introduction

(you have managed to escape the 53rd killing game at the price of tsumugi's life, you and rantaro made a pact to travel the world together to look for his sisters and you stayed true to your word)

"Uhh... Rantaro?" You called out to the guy boarding the boat " there is only one bed...Should I sleep on the sofa in the corner?" He thought for a while before finally responding " It doesn't look very comfortable, I wouldn't mind sharing with you. Or I could sleep on the sofa?" You insisted that he was to sleep on the bed, it was his boat after all and after arguing for a while, he gave in and agreed to let you sleep wherever you wanted.

It was cold that night and the boat kept rocking, you felt uneasy under the only blanket rantaro had on his boat - it was a thin blanket and he decided he was going to get you a warmer one the next morning. You lay awake for hours waiting for the soft embrace of sleep but all you got was the cold restlessness of a boat rocking in a storm. After what felt like centuries you noticed a pair of green eyes looking at you across the room, illuminated by the small lamp on the set of drawers next to you. You thought you were just seeing things until you heard his voice "heh, looks like you can't sleep either - I always find it hard to sleep during storms. That tiny blanket wouldn't exactly be helping you sleep either, would it?" You nodded your head and he walked to the small kitchen at the other end of the boat.

A few minutes later he puts two mugs on the table and invites you to take a seat. You look into your mug and realise it was a mug of hot chocolate. "I usually keep some for special occasions, I guess that our first night of traveling together can be celebrated" he explains as you took a sip from the mug, he watched smiling before asking "is it okay?" You smiled back and nodded your head at him. You both chatted for a little while about his travels and his sisters. Soon
You both got up, cleaned your mugs and headed back to where you were sleeping. You felt his hand on your shoulder and turned around, he looked slightly uneasy and mumbled " no, stay with me - I know it's not comfortable sleeping on the sofa with that tiny peice of fabric draped over you," he paused before continuing " besides, I feel kinda lonely during storms" you felt sorry for him and decided to join him. He wrapped his arm around you and you both fell asleep.