Domestic Life [[KamuKoma]]

Quiet...

((Alternative Title: Izuru wants stuff to be Quiet but Nagito said no-))

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Izuru leaned back in the Couch, the long Strands of True Black Hair dangling as he indulged in the Silence he oh so enjoys, even if it does become Boring after a while. It gave a sense of Calmness and sincerity, after all. He sighs as he closed his Dark, Red eyes, feeling his entire Body loosen up and metaphorically melt in the spot, feel free from the Responsibilities he faces. He purposely does this to just...escape. Escape the cruelness of Reality he could Predict. To escape-

Crash!!

Izuru nonchalantly opened his eyes as he sat back up.

Oh yeah....

He almost forgot about him.

You see, he actively didn't have to take this Servant off the hands of the Warriors Of Hope as they no longer saw why they should keep him around, and considering how Izuru saw him as a Boring Person, yet it was clearly obvious to him how much something as predictable as 'hope' means to him. And thus, being known as the Ultimate Hope, Izuru took Servant off their Child-sized Hands. Yet he's sometimes forgets that the Whitette is around, so every time he makes a sudden noise or anything, it always makes Izuru a little confused before Remembering about him.

Izuru sighed before standing up and moving to the source of the Noise - in the Kitchen. He leaned against the Door Frame, watching as Servant tried his up most best at picking up the Broken pieces of Plate, only to drop them again, the pieces Shattering more. One would say it was entertaining, whilst Izuru would say it's a Boring sight. Servant must have dropped it whilst moving to put it away. Izuru soon shakes his head, moving to grab the DustPan and Brush from off the Floor, that was near the Bin. He then stood in front of the Servant, whom looked up at it. He reached for the DustPan and Brush before Izuru moved them away from where the Slightly Shorter can reach, tutting, shaking his head disapprovingly before getting on one Knee and began Sweeping up the Shards, Servant just continuing on kneeling and watching, fiddling with the Chain, a habit he got from God knows where. Once done, Izuru got back up and moved over to the Bin, pressing against the Foot Pedal so the Bin's lid flipped open. He tilted the DustPan forth, disposing of the unrecognizable Plate shards. Removing his Foot so the Bin lid closes, putting the DustPan and Brush back down before going back to Servant, letting out a sharp sigh when he saw that Servant was still knelt.

"Why haven't you stood up yet?"

"You didn't say I could. After all, a lowly Servant such as myself cannot do anything without Orders."

BullShit.

"I don't have to Order you to stand. It is obvious you enjoy me telling you what to do. It's Boring."

Servant hummed as he rose back up, sliding his Hand and Gloved Hand off the Metal Chain, giving Izuru a rather happy grin, Izuru not giving any mind to it. The Black Haired Male felt somewhat awkward when Ordering the Whitette to do things, thus often saying such as a Question and, Servant happily doing what was asked of him as he sees it as a Order.

"I do hope you realize that I didn't mean to drop a Plate, yet I don't deserve to be forgiven by you," Servant spoke, "I don't even deserve to Kiss the Ground you stand upon!"

"Servant-"

"After all, a Scum like me doesn't deserve to be in your Presence."

"Servant-"

"Ah - yet it makes me feel so grateful - so hopeful - that you keep me around."

"Nagito."

It wasn't rare for Servant to go off on one if his Rant - and it certainly wasn't rare for Izuru to use Servant's True Name.

Nagito.

Izuru only often used Nagito's Name on those rare parts where he just not listening so he would listen. And each time it worked.

"Now that I have your Attention, I am aware that you didn't mean to do such. Can't be helped - especially with that mit of your's." Izuru assured, shifting over to gently pat Nagito's soft, fluffy Hair, "I Recommend taking it off."
And just as Izuru recommended, Nagito slid it off, revealing the Hand that wasn't his, putting the Glove into his Jacket's Pocket.
"I shall get back to putting things away now," Nagito hummed, smiling politely, "Can't have any Item on the Drainer, right? You go Relax - I've got this, even if I'm a Worthless, Clumsy, Sorry excuse for a Human being that can't do anything right."
"Stop calling yourself that." Izuru coldly spoke before moving back into the Living Room, sitting back down and doing his best to Indulge in the Quietness. Although, after a while...

Fwomp!

Izuru sighed as he looked over to the Door then onto the Floor, seeing Nagito whine, rubbing his head.
"Ahah....I shouldn't do that....just My Luck." Nagito comments before gasping as he was pulled up onto Izuru as the Black Haired Male shifted to lay down on the Couch. Why did he do that? Was he annoyed? Nagito didn't think he'd get a Answer, yet it was as if Izuru read his mind when he spoke up.
"You're ruining the Silence. Haven't you heard the Phrase Silence is Golden? You'll stay here with me, okay?"

Staying with Izuru? What a Dream come true!

"Okay!" Nagito happily chirped as he rested his Head against Izuru's Chest, Izuru not minding as he Played with the other's soft, White Locks. Izuru tilted his head back to look up at the Ceiling, soon focusing on counting the dots. Yet after a while of counting, he looked back to the Servant, who had accidentally fallen asleep on him!
Of Course...
Yet he didn't mind as he carefully shifted so they both can be Comfortable before Izuru let out a soft sigh, closing his own eyes to drift off into Blissful Oblivion.

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