LETTERS TO YOU • AN iWAOi FANFiC

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the next morning, i felt like i had gotten the best sleep in my life, and the aroma of coffee made by tooru made me waltz into the kitchen with a smile on my face. i think seeing me so happy scared tooru because he jumped when i entered and i could see him physically deflate with relief when he saw it was me.

i could tell he was a bit embarrassed about getting scared, judging from his pink tinted cheeks.

"asahi, iwa-chan, you look like a whole different person when you're smiling like that. i was wondering why there was another individual in my bed this morning, but i guess you have good news for me."

he pointedly looked at me and then at the guest bedroom, in which you can clearly see an untouched bed.

"i was tired, shittykawa."

"so rude, iwa-chan, and i even let you sleep with me last night." he had on a pouty look and was gazing upwards all teary-eyed at the ceiling as if i had greatly dishonored his family.

"oh my god, chill trashykawa. gimme some of that coffee." i gestured towards the coffee and looked at him expectantly.
   
"go on, coffee slave. get to work." at this, his gaze turned icy and his voice turned flat.

"oh no," he remarked dryly, "my coffee pot seems to have broken all of a sudden. whatever shall i do to please my lord iwa-chan?"

i snorted and hit him on the back of the head. "alright, alright, can you please make me some motherfucking coffee?"

"well, since you were so polite about it, sure."

after the coffee was done, i started cooking breakfast, the familiar environment making it easy to navigate. tooru had hoisted himself up onto the counter while we both sipped our coffee, his iced, mine hot.

"so," he started "what's the big news you got for me that made you so happy you had to break into my house and sleep with me?"

i rolled my eyes at his choice of words until i heard a dramatic gasp.

"iwa-chan no.....don't tell me-"

"whatever you're thinking is probably wrong, like always."

"-are you gonna be a dad?!" i looked over at him despairingly.

"no, you ass!" my face held more disappointment and exasperation than words could describe. i turned to look at him once again to show how annoying his words were when my breath caught. i hadn't taken a good look at him all morning, and the sight of him made my face burn slightly.

he still had his alien boxers on but had changed his shirt into a green one that was the same shade as the cartoonish aliens. it had 'i will literally pay you to abduct me' written across it with an alien holding up its middle finger. it would have been humorous if he hadn't looked so damn attractive in it.

he looked sort of tired, i could see his eye bags and slight stubble on his chin, his sharp features peering over at me from his place on the counter, a teasing expression taking place.

before i could get caught staring, i cleared my throat.

"no. there is no good news." he looked a little confused and slightly relieved for some reason. probably thinking he's too young to be an uncle.

"ishi was being kind of weird last night and acting distant. she went over to a friend's, so i was kind of down and just headed over here. that's all, shittykawa."

"then why in the frick did you walk in here with a big ass smile on?"

i flushed, trying to remember why i did feel so happy today.

"i don't fucking know, hand me that spoon."

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