Accidentally On Purpose [InoAoi]

Shattered Glass

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Inosuke was woken up by the smell of bacon. And hell it was creepy. He lived alone right? And he was sure that what happened last night was just a dream. There was no goddamn way that Kanzaki Aoi is staying with him. Because oh gods just please no.

And then he realized that he was on his bed. Inside of his room. When he actually slept at the sofa. He might be sleep walking last night, must be the effects of sleeping pills. He wasn't carried by Kanzaki Aoi or anyone for the matter. No. Not at all.

He finally had the courage to went out of his room. And there he found what he was dreading. Pigtails, her back faced to him as she cooked a mouth watering breakfast for herself. He would never dream of the fact the she's most definitely cooking for the two of them. He wouldn't dwell on that.

"What are you doing pigtails?" He asked, arms crossed above his chest as he leaned on the door scrunching his face at her antics.

"Cooking. Did you lose your ability to see, moron?" She fought back turning her head to look at him with those round blue eyes of her before doting back to her current task. And he told himself not to search her eyes on him once again, because if he stared for too long he might know what shade of blue her eyes really is. And he doesn't want to know.

"You were actually fucking serious when you said you'll live with me?" He asked, "You would be freeloading then."
"What's wrong with that?"

"I could give you a hundred reasons what's wrong with that and I'm counting them right now."

"Do you want me to pay you?"

"No. I want you to leave."

"I'll pay you with my body."

What the fuck? He really doesn't know anymore. He looked at her like she's downright crazy because she is. And he heard another round of her laughter. Fuck her. Messing with him like always.

"No one would even dare touch that body of yours pigtails.Tch." He took a deep breath and sat down as she placed their breakfast on the table and sat opposite of him, placing her elbows down.

"And what makes you think that?" Because your second mother named Shinobu will kill that asshole before he could even try. That's what he wanted to say before deciding against it and stuffed the food into his mouth.

He hurriedly ate all of the food laid before him and was planning on eating hers but he choked once he finally digested a thought. How could he be so careless?

"This—" He started, face paled and sweat started to form on his forehead. "This isn't poisoned isn't?" He managed to ask despite the dread of what her answer might be.

"Oh don't worry. I just added a few drops of laxative." She giggled.

"How many is a few drops?"

"A whole bottle probably."

Before he knew it he was throwing up on his plate. Fuck it. He should've known she's up to no good. Because of all the times they meet they're constantly at each others throat. And as much as he hate to admit it, he learned that Kanzaki Aoi has sadistic tendencies and half evil through the hard way.

"I was joking!" She shrieked and ran to the countertop to grab a towel.

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After the dilemma during breakfast he threw daggers at her using his eyes and also tossed a few kitchen knives which she managed to dodge.

"Don't look at me like I'm a murderer." She cooed, she's certainly enjoying this. She doesn't even try to mask the smirk gracing her lips. She's unquestionably taking delight in ruining his life.

"I'm not as bad as you think." She added that made him roll her eyes at her as she snickered. "Yes. Cause you're worse than that." He retorted throwing the closest thing his hand could grasp—the remote. She easily caught it and placed it down the coffee table.

After a moment of silence he decided to ask, "Where did you sleep last night?"

Was it in her bedroom?

What does it look like?

Are all her things tucked away neatly?

Are the covers still there? Or is it all plain white?

"Slept on the couch." She replied avoiding his gaze as she opened the tv, browsing Netflix.

"I'm surprised you actually let me sleep on my bed." He grunted before lazily plopping down on the couch using her lap as a pillow. On why in the world did he do that and why did she agree not even making the effort to push him, he doesn't have a clue. In their thirteen years of rivalry and friendship he still doesn't know how they get into this situations. One moment they're both hell bent on killing each other and the next they'll be snuggled close, wrapped in blankets and binge watching.

"It was the first time you slept well after what happened. I told you I'm not that cruel." She hummed tracing stars in the back of his skull before pulling away again. He snuggled closer into her lap, finding a comfortable position before searching for her hand as he guide hers to his hair, missing her the warmth of her fingers.

"Let's buy a vacuum tomorrow. We seriously need to clean." She uttered continuing her gesture.

"Hmm. Only if you cook for me." He bargained, before closing his eyes, sleep finally getting to him.

"Let's also stop by the supermarket then."

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Author's Note: I don't know what I'm doing with this really. I wrote this out on a whim, and— I just really need more fanfics about them. They are probably OOC since I never really grasped both of their characters well.