Writer's Block

ChiShig - Coffee

Coffee – Overhaul x Shigaraki

A/N: Another that I decided to claim because no one else had. I thought about placing it in my Cute and Gross book instead but once I finish Writer's Block I can take requests for my other books, so I put it here.

I drew a cuddly ChiShig sketch for a friend and had an adorable mental image of domestic ChiShig fluff.

Words: 1,168

The room was blurry as the blue-haired man slowly came to, blinking himself awake as a yawn stole on his lips. He stretched his arms above his head before reaching across the bed to where a warm body was supposed to be. His gloved hand instead grasped a handful of sheets, and his lips twisted into a frown. He slowly sat up, garnet eyes darting around the dark room. The curtains had been drawn fully closed, courtesy of Kai in respect to Tomura's distaste of sunlight interrupting his slumber. His tired frown lifted into a soft smile as he pushed back the comforter and turned to swing his legs over the edge of the bed. His bare feet met the carpeted floor as he rose to a standing position, black sweatpants hanging low on his hips, oversized black t-shirt swallowing his thin frame.

Lifting one fist to rub at his sleepy eyes, Tomura shuffled across the floor towards the bedroom door, using his free hand to open it. He winced at the bright light that greeted him, emanating from the kitchen down the hallway. With another yawn, he propelled his body forward, following the strong scent of coffee wafting through the air. Once he reached the kitchen, he found his early-rising boyfriend busily fixing breakfast, and as Tomura's senses awoke further, he recognized the scent of bacon.

Without a sound, he padded toward the coffee pot, only to find a gloved hand blocking the handle from his grasp. He looked at his own single-fingered glove to ensure that he was, in fact, still wearing it, before meeting the apathetic gaze of his boyfriend. Before he could voice his confusion, Kai extended his other hand, grasping Tomura's favorite mug already filled with fresh coffee, a splash of milk, and more than a decent amount of sugar.

The blue-haired male smiled softly, grasping the mug with his own hands and lifting it to his lips. A low hum sounded in his throat as he swallowed the liquid, mentally grateful that Kai knew him well enough to prepare his coffee to perfection before he'd even gotten out of bed.

"How long have you been up?" he inquired as he took another swallow.

Kai shrugged, flipping the bacon in one frying pan before cracking an egg into another. "A while. Eggs?"

"Please," Tomura nodded. "What prompted breakfast?"

"I was hungry," the brunet replied. "Figured you would be, too."

"I was a little disappointed to wake up alone," the blue-haired male commented, shifting closer to his boyfriend and watching him cook.

"I know you like your sleep," Kai returned, turning to look at his boyfriend. He leaned to the side, pressed a kiss to his forehead through the surgical mask he wore across the lower half of his face. His germaphobia had gotten better over the years, but there were days, especially now that he lived with Tomura, that he felt the need to protect his skin. Considering his mask and gloves, today was one of them.

Tomura didn't mind. He himself understood the importance of protection, though his own oddly cut gloves were due to a lack of control rather than a fear of bacteria. Still, he wasn't going to complain. Kai's gloves and mask never halted the affection with which he showered his boyfriend, and if the shorter male ever complained, Kai would drop the mask to his chin and give his boyfriend a proper kiss every now and then.

"Smells amazing," Tomura commented as he sucked down his coffee.

Kai chuckled softly. "Glad you think so."

The younger male hummed softly to himself as he set his mug down on the counter beside the stove, turning his back to it and using his arms as leverage to hoist himself upward to a seated position atop the granite. Turning his head, he watched his boyfriend work. Kai stood before the stove, muscles flexing beneath his black long-sleeved shirt. Grey sweatpants clung to his hips, swooping slightly when his long torso leaned one way or the other, revealing his lightly tanned hip bones. Tomura stared unabashedly, licking his lips at the sight before finishing off his caffeine. He leaned back against the cupboards behind him as Kai divided the bacon and eggs between two plates, turned off the stove burners, and set the two frying pans under running water in the sink.

"I'll clean up," Tomura offered, slipping off the counter to accept the plate that his boyfriend was extending towards him. He took two forks from the silverware drawer, offering one to Kai before they both took a seat at the kitchen table.

"Sure," Kai nodded, pulling his mask down in order to eat. "Thanks."

The younger nodded, cutting open a fried egg and watching the yolk ooze out across the plate. He heard his boyfriend snort and glanced up, watching as the brunet took a bite of his own fully cooked egg. Their preferences may differ, but they enjoyed enough of the same food groups to cook and dine together.

When breakfast was over, both men placed their dishes in the sink, and Shigaraki carefully rinsed them off before organizing them inside the dishwasher. Deciding that it was full enough to warrant running, he placed a soap pod into the appropriate pocket and closed the door, pressing the "start" button. Turning around, Tomura found that Kai had settled down onto the living room couch, only vaguely paying attention to the program displayed on the tv. The blue-haired male crossed the kitchen towards the coffee pot, refilling his mug and fetching the milk from the fridge. He poured a small amount in before reaching for the sugar shaker, watching as a more-than-healthy collection dissolved in the hot liquid. He took a spoon from the drawer and stirred the contents of his mug before discarding it into the sink and picking up the mug, humming in content as he took a sip. His feet carried him over the threshold into the living room, placing his mug on the coffee table and dropping his weight down beside Kai on the cushions.

Leaning back, Kai wordlessly lifted his arm, his gaze fixed on the tv as Tomura snuggled into his side, folding his legs and tucking his feet beneath him. He reached for his coffee, sipping at it while Kai flipped through the channels. He was far less interested in tv shows than Tomura was, so as long as the program entertained his boyfriend, he was content. He settled for an anime that he recalled Tomura mentioning, and he caught his boyfriend's garnet eyes widening in excitement in his peripheral vision.

"Good coffee?" Kai commented nonchalantly, tugging Tomura closer. Anyone else wouldn't have noticed the difference, but Tomura smirked to himself, swallowing more of his beverage.

"The best," he replied, quickly losing focus on his boyfriend as his attention was lost to the anime on tv.

They spent more hours than Kai cared to count sitting on the couch, snuggled together, ignoring the world.