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Careless Mornings
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Before bumping into the Mankai Theater, Citron was first lost in Japan but if he hadn't met the woman named [Name], he wouldn't have been this happy. After reminiscing about their encounter, Citron becomes selfish by not letting [Name] get out of bed by cuddling her.

Requested By: AuthorPrecious156

゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚

The morning sun peeked through the apartment curtains, landing on the queen sized bed that had two people. One being a male with caramel skin and sandy locks, the other being a female with [Short/Medium/Long] [H/C] hair and [S/C] skin. The male was Citron, a foreign person who came to Japan and is very mysterious. He was part of the theater, the MANKAI Company Theater and a member of the spring troupe.

The female that laid beside him was his girlfriend, [Name] [Last Name]. [Name] was his friend ever since he stepped in Japan and helped him with the best that she can.

Citron was already up but he took moments of laying in complete bliss with nothing to worry about and adore the female next to him. Her sleeping face was so adorable that he couldn't help but gently poke her nose. and watch her stir slightly before scrunching her [S/C] nose for only a moment. Citron's hold on [Name] tightened and intertwined his legs with hers. As he looked more into her slumbering figure, he began to remember his first meeting with [Name].

Their first meeting wasn't cliche or romantic like most stories. It was a friendly interaction that turned into a good friendship and finally into a blooming relationship. He was thankful for that day.

゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚

Veludo Way was well known for theater and street acting. However, a male stood out unintentionally because he was foreign and looked like a lost lamb. People would whisper about his appearance and avoid him because of how odd he was. Not that it bothered him at all.

As Citron wondered, he felt his stomach rumble and always made sure to be polite when asking for help. But because he wasn't used to speaking a different language, he often mispronounced the words he wanted to say and each person wasn't patient, coming up with excuses to leave the lost male. He was about to surrender because of the language barrier but was stopped when he heard a soft feminine voice speak behind him.

Turning around, he saw a [Short/Tall] female with [H/C] locks and a kind smile plastered on her face. "Do you need any help? You look quite lost." She looked at his baby blue orbs that stood out against his black shawl that hid his face. Citron smiled underneath the shawl and nodded. "I was looking for the canoodle shop!"

[Name] raised a brow at his words and finally understood what he was saying which made her let out a small laugh. Citron was curious why she laughed but shrugged it off.

"You mean the noodle shop? There's actually a noodle shop near here. I can take you there um..."

"Citron. My name is Citron." He gave the female a closed eye smile but from her perspective, she couldn't see his blue orbs that shined brightly like the ocean water. "Well Citron, my name is [Name] [Last Name]."

゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚ ゜゚*☆*゚

Ever since that encounter, the two became great friends. Citron enjoyed her company and warm smile whenever they hung out. Even when he joined the MANKAI Theater, he used his free time to hang out with [Name] and she would bring up facts that he found amusing.

Their friendship was something both parties cherished. But was it enough? The answer was no because during the last play of Romeo and Julius, Citron invited [Name] to the backstage and was given homemade chocolate by the female as a congratulation gift. He adored the [H/C] haired female and without thinking, he kissed her in front of his members and asked her out.

Citron smiled at the memory of her bashful face. He grabbed a strand of [H/C] and gave it a kiss. He was about to cuddle his lover and fall back to sleep if her phone hadn't interrupted him. As the phone rang, [Name] slowly began to sit up and let out a yawn. Picking up the phone, [Name] answered with a groggy voice. "[Name] [Last Name] here...Oh hey mom."

The male pouted that his day of endless cuddling was ended by a phone call. Wrapping his arms around her, he placed his chin on top of her head and listened to the conversation.

"You want me to grab your groceries right now? I mean, I'm not busy so I can g-" Before she could finish, Citron grabbed her phone and began to talk with her mother. "Morning [Last Name]-san, sorry but [Name] is busy now. Hm? Of course I'll try to convince her to have grandkids and eat well. Bye!" He hung up and put her phone on mute,

"Did you really have to do that Citron?" [Name] pouted before being brought down to the soft mattress once again. The male let out a laugh and buried his head against her [H/C] locks. "I just wanted cuddle day to continue."

The female smiled and turned her body to face him. Placing her soft hands against his cheeks, she gave him a peck on the lips and buried her face in the crook of his neck. "You're too much but that's what I love you."

Citron smiled.

"I love you and our cuddles [Name]."

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