Library // Mikayuu FF

3 // Apartment

Yuu's .p.o.v.

With the click of my closing door I stumbled into my studio apartment and leaned against my wall as I slipped off my boots. I grumbled and almost drunkenly stumbled into my bedroom/living room and fell onto my mattress.

The first day of work and I was TIRED. I didn't remember the last time I was this tired. I didn't even bother turning on the light in my room as the light would only irritate my eyes.

I snuggled into my sheets before being woken by the beeping of my phone. I ignored it and snuggled further into my sheets but sadly that didn't work as my phone started to ring.

I groaned and let out a small pleading cry as I pulled out my phone from my tight jean pocket.

I pressed the green answer button and slowly got up, "Haia sweetie, I'm just calling to ask how your first day of work was," my mum chirped on the other side, "Oh hey mum, it..it went well," My speech was slurred with sleepiness as I slowly sat up on my mattress.

"Ah! I'm sorry did I wake you?" She panicked and I let out a small chuckle, "No I just arrived and I'm a little tired but ill stay on the call with you," I said and pushed myself up before walking towards the light switch.

"Dont push yourself Yuu, we can talk tomorrow," I sighed at her words, "No, no its okay mum, Work was alright. For now, I only put away books and organize somethings in the back. Shinoa and Shinya do an amazing job at the library," I told her as I walked around my room and picked up a large shirt before mindlessly throwing it onto my coffee table.

"Shinya? Isn't that the step-brother Shinoa talked about?" My mum asked as I heard her do something in the background, presumably setting up ingredients for tomorrow's dinner. "Mhm, the library is a Family business after all. They take amazing care of the books. I'll bring you a book next time I come to visit! I'll make Shinao let you keep it for a little longer than usual," She chuckled at my words, "How's dad?" I sheepishly asked as I closed my curtains, blocking out the city lights.

"He's better now doctors said it was just a chest infection, he was back in his office today," My father was a strong man emotionally but sadly he was cursed with a weak immune system resulting in him getting sick very easily, It was never anything terminal or serious luckily but my father's frequent sickness put my mother under stress, having to work extra hours when he was on sick leave.

"That's good to hear, I still can't believe he gets sick so easily, thank goodness I was blessed with a good immune system," I joked with my mum, she giggled and I heard her chop some vegetables in the background, "Ever since we were young he would sick so easily. He missed so many school days," She let out a giggle and I playfully rolled my eyes, "He eats his vitamins and all yet all you have to do is sneeze on him and he'll fall sick," I could hear the smile in her kind voice.

My mother was very kind, as a woman who went through a lot in the past, she was strong and made sure to never get into arguments or insult anyone.

I admired her as I was the opposite and was hot-headed and frequenters offended people whether on purpose or not.

"How are you keeping?" I asked, A single day, a week or even months could go by since I talked last to my mother yet I always asked how shes been because I knew for a fact that otherwise, she wouldn't tell me. Even if I do she usually sugarcoated it slightly or in the end would say 'I'm okay though'. "Awk, I'm keeping well. My hip has started to hurt again but I blame it on the weather getting colder. On another note I'm okay though," there it was. "Im glad to hear, just put some joint pain gel on it and go to bed soon, okay? Don't overwork yourself. I know you're working hard with dad being home at the moment," I said and went into my kitchen, opening my almost empty fridge.

"You've grown into such a kind young man, Yuichiro," once again I could hear the smile in her warm tone. "Don't flatter me so much, I'll get cocky." I jocked and took out a strawberry yogurt from my fridge. I looked at the expiration date, one day out of date. I shrugged, "I love you Mum, ill be going now though. It's getting late and I have classes in the morning," I told my mum as I grabbed a spoon from one of my drawers. "Yes yes, sleep well. I love you and come visit someday, you can bring Shinoa over again," I chuckled and replied with "Sure will, bye-bye mum,"

With a small "Goodnight," The call went silent and I opened the yogurt, smelling to see if it smelt sour. "I mean it smells okay?" I shrugged and walked into the main room, "If I shit myself, I'll shit myself," I mumbled and sat down on the small sofa in the room. I took a spoonful before unbuttoning my jeans and slipping them off, throwing them into the empty spot next to me before taking off my shirt as well and picked up the larger shirt I set down on my table earlier.

I slipped it on and ate another spoon full of my yogurt. I itched my scalp and looked at my wall which had numerous band posters and photos of me and my family printed on cheap paper. My apartment was very 'grunge' you could say. I didn't have much decor in my apartment other than posters, plants, photographs, and vinyls, and if you count scattered clothes around the main room as decor then that too. I also owned a record player, an old radio, a cheap sofa, coffee table, a bookcase which was falling apart and covered in stickers(it was from my old room) and that was about it, of course, some random books and memorabilia were also on the shelf.

I didn't live in luxury but for one person with no pet it worked well. I didn't have a tv, didn't have a proper bed or closet but I didn't mind that much. I had a clothing rack on which I kept most of my shirts and jackets and that's all I really needed as I only had one pair of jeans and a few pairs of tracksuit bottoms that, if they weren't on the floor or on my couch, were usually in the box where I kept my underwear and socks. And instead of tv I owned a projector that I easily connected to my laptop. I lived simply to say the least, I couldn't really afford much more to say the least.

The college I went to didn't have a dorm of sort so the students had to find their own living. For the first few months, my parents gave me money even though I insisted on them not to as I had saved money for furniture and such but of course my parents wanted otherwise. I eventually started to feel guilty after a few weeks of them paying for my rent so I started to look for jobs but I couldn't find any suitable ones around the city until Shinoa told me they were looking for another person and that brought us to here.

My parents no longer send my money the last rent they paid for me was about two weeks ago so hopefully, my job will give me enough money to pay for rent and food but I'm sure it will and if anything I can always borrow money from my parents or even Shinoa(even though it makes me feel guilty).

I finished my yogurt and went into the kitchen where I threw the cup into the trash and the spoon into the sink.

I stretched and went to my bathroom where I brushed my teeth before shutting the light in my apartment and flopping down onto my mattress. I sank into bliss and covered myself in my duvet as I reached up, feeling around my pillow for my teddy (yes. shut up) which I brought down to my level and hugged tight, "Goodnight Asuramaru," I mumbled into the soft purple plush before swiftly falling a deep slumber...

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Its around like February time in the fanfic by the way

Yes i made Yuus mum nicer and kinder than in the canon where she frickin tried to burn him down ffs
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