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【𝓖𝓮𝓷𝔂𝓪】

Requested by: arieatcurry

↠Fluff
↠Fem Reader

Word Count - 3350
Arcadian - Published 7/23/20

Arcadian: Idyllically innocent; simple and untroubled by fear or worry
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Humming a soft tune to yourself, the gentle sounds of your voice flitted through the empty halls of the estate, finding yourself busy working away in the kitchen. Rummaging through the cluttered cabinets, your little tune abruptly stopped once you finally found the object you had been searching for.

Raising the knife up in your hands, a delighted hum escaped your lips before you turned to the rather large watermelon placed on the counter before you. Sticking your tongue out in concentration, you gently positioned it's tip at the hard outer rind before tracing a gentle slice down the curve.

Moving to force the blade through the stubborn fruit, a sudden noise alerted you from behind, quickly spinning on your heels to hide the blade behind your back sheepishly. Your guilty eyes scanned the towering figure at the doorway, releasing a quiet sigh of relief before whining out childishly as the sudden burst of fear had fled.

"Mou... Onii-san, don't scare me like that!" You hesitated, backing further up against the counter as your brother stood unmoving before you. The sudden scare made your heart skyrocket, but you couldn't find it within yourself to be mad. "Do you need something?"

Your small frame slowly rocked side to side, further concealing the blade's presence as the tall man entered swiftly. His uncomprehending gaze failed to note the dangerous object in your grasp, carefully crouching down before you to place a large hand atop your head.

"[F/N]-chan... You know you cant hide these kind of things from me."

As if proving his point, his other hand reached for your wrist, raising the arm that had been holding the object of your chagrin. You had been exposed.

Puffing your cheeks out in frustration, you awaited his gentle scolding, rolling your eyes despite the fact that he couldn't see it. He carefully took the knife from your grasp, and you huffed and pouted beneath him with a short-lived anger.

"Gyo-nii, its just a knife! I'll be fine, its not like I'm handling a sword or anything! I'm fourteen!"

The overprotective nature of your brother surely got on your nerves at some times, for he was strict to the fact that he wouldn't dare let you drabble in the dangers of his own work, or even miniscule, less related tasks that had any sort of danger present to them. That apparently included handling knives.

Knives.

You were not a child anymore.

Understanding his overwhelming love and worry for his little sister, it hadn't changed the fact that Gyomei was still a little unreasonable at some times. You were well aware that he hadn't wanted you to fall victim to his dangerous lifestyle as well, but this was the last straw.

"I just wanted to cut up the suika, it's nothing to worry about."

Sensing the truth and assurance in your soft voice, Gyomei couldn't help but let out a soft sigh at your pleading attempts. To his dismay, he hesitantly lowered the sharp knife to place it in your awaiting hands once more. You released a hearty cheer at his actions, leaning up on your toes to place a loving kiss against your brother's cheek.

"Thank you nii-san!"

Hot sentimental tears bubbled at his eyes, quick to leak down his face at the received gesture from his little beloved sister. It made his chest swell with joy seeing you so happy. Gyomei leaned back to stand up, watching you for a few moments as you studied over the watermelon with a calculating gaze, wondering how to approach it. You payed no mind to his teary form, returning back to your humming self.