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ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴍᴇᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ. ;)

(ʟ/ɴ) : ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴀsᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇ.

A sᴍᴀʟʟ ғᴜʟғғ ғᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ ت︎
ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎ఌ︎

I sat on my chair, while sipping some mountain dew on my cup, I continued typing on my laptop. I'm doing homework which was a 700 word essay due tomorrow, which obviously sucks. So that's why I'm staying late for this.

ғɪғᴛᴇᴇɴ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ..

While I was typing my 559th word, I felt my stomach growl, "ahh..fuck it. I'm eating some noodles." I stood up and went in the kitchen. Well my boyfriend was sleeping in his room, so if I kept quiet I wouldn't have to worry about him waking up. I grabbed some cup noodles from the pantry and put it on the table. I grabbed some water and pour some on the pot, turning it on high heat, I waited for the water to boil.

I literally look so worked up rn. I was wearing some cycling shorts and a big oversized t-shirt. My hair messy af tugged up in a bun. I sat down the counter and continued to wait.
"[sighs] I'm sleepy." I closed my eyes a bit..

I opened my eyes, my vision still blurry.. all I could see was smoke.. the fuck, why would there be smoke in my house? am I dying? The last thing I did was boil water... water....boil water.... "FUCK!"

I stood up quickly and turned off the heat. I legit just almost burned the whole house down. I quickly got a mit, suddenly tipping over a metal bowl from beside it, causing a loud 'TING!' echoing all over the house.

(a/n: ting. yes. tingwastheonlywordinmybraincell.)

"so much for being quiet..." I learned quickly that Yuki did NOT want to be disturbed while sleeping, now I think I did it again..

I Heard foot steps come down from the stairs, I nervously look behind me.. there, Seeing my boyfriend with messy hair wearing some shirt and shorts. I gulped, "hi baby...you see I was..." he looked at me dead in the eye. He suddenly walked closer, "woah! wait it was an accident..please." I backed up, my back hitting the wall behind me.

"I accidentally dropped it..heh, [nervous sweating] forgive me I just made a noise once." I explained while putting my hands up in the air.

He spoke in a very husky tired voice,
"once huh?" he looked at me deeply. "I heard 'fuck!' and smelled something like smoke coming from my kitchen."

He leaned closer, "say y/n, you're not trying to burn my house... right?" he stated slowly.

I nod my head saying no, "yeah..of course not. [laughs nervously]" I told him. He then laughed, "what were you trying to do then?" he asked.

"I was studying. There was this essay due tomorrow.." I said. He grabbed some water and poured some on a cup.

"words?" he asked as he sipped some water while looking at me.

"uhm...700 words." I told him.

"That's a piece of cake.." he walked towards the water I just boiled. "and you couldn't handle it?" he continued.

Damn, this man is a pain in the ass sometimes . Even tho he looks really good drinking that water earlier..

"W-well you see, I got hungry mid way..so I needed some food." I explained.

"So you attempted to burn my house?"
He asked while grabbing the mit on the counter.

"W-what?! No!" I complained. "of course not, what do you think of me." I mumble while pouting.

He chuckled before grabbing the cup noodle from the table, and poured the hot water in it with a mit.

"here put the seasoning in." He pat the chair beside him and I gladly took the seat. He gave me the seasoning packets, and I add them all in. He closed it and put a heavy plate on top, to help it cook faster.

(a/n: and that kids is how to prepare some cup noodles.)

I felt my stomach growl again.

Damn. This stomach is impatient today, but hell I'm really hungry.

"You look like shit." I heard him say.

-_-  I look like what.,? Shit,? I'mma kill this man.

"I'm fuckin' tired Yuki, duh I look like shit." I responded while crossing my arms.

"No. Like, good shit."

"Good what,?" I can't believe this man.

"Whatever, brush your hair. You'll look much better." He told me.

"Oh, so I'm ugly rn?" I asked. I'm gonna corner you so frickin' bad.

"No. Not intentionally." he said pushing his glasses on his eyes more.

Such a tease.. I hate you.

"You hate me.?" he asked feeling hurt.
I had realized I said it out loud, I didn't mean it tho. I was just mad cause of the teasing.

"No-no I didn't mean that! I was just mad abou-" He cut me off.

"The feeling is mutual, Ms.(L/n)." He told me before standing up. He was about to walk away before I held him and made him sit back down.

"It's not like that! It was the teasing, not you, idiot!" I yelled.

"hmm...is that right?" He asked.

" yes! don't leave yet, I'll be lonely.." I teased while I pouted.

"Aren't we all are.?" he said back.

pfft. Yes, we all are. But please don't ruin the mood. Let's go to the smut already. (a/n: breaks fourth wall.)

"You know what? let me just eat my  noodles." I said. I grabbed the cup noodle, took off the plate on top and grabbed my chopsticks.

"Itadakimasu."

I was about to dig in, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

"Hey! stop!" I complained.

"Just eat it in your bed room so I can help you with your essay." He told me.

"pfft. Fine I guess." I grabbed my noodles and followed him upstairs.

ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ..

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ᴏʜɢᴏᴏᴅɴᴇssғɪɴᴀʟʟʏᴅᴏɴᴇ.ᴡʜᴀᴛᴛʜᴇʜᴇʟʟᴀᴍɪᴅᴏɪɴɢᴡɪᴛʜᴍʏʟɪғᴇ?

sᴏᴍᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs ɢᴏᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ. Jᴜsᴛ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴘɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪᴛ's ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴜᴋɪ's ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ.

[sɪɢʜs ʀᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ]
Aʜʜ..ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ʜᴀs ʙᴇᴇɴ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇᴅ. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏ ɪᴛ's ᴀ ᴄʟɪғғ ʜᴀɴɢᴇʀ. ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ? ʟᴍᴀᴏ ɴᴏ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ, ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ'ʟʟ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪғ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪs ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ. [sᴍɪʟᴇs sʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴅᴇᴘʀᴇssᴇᴅ.] Tʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟᴇᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 17. Sᴛᴀʏ ᴛᴜɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ɪᴛ.

ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ᴛʏ.