A New Chapter (BNHAxReader)

Chapter 56: Work first

(Just a little heads up, this chapter is just a wee bit on the NSFW side. It's not necessarily lemon scented [if you catch my drift] but you may catch a whiff of lemon here and there...or maybe a lot too. If you want to skip the lovey-dovey stuff and keep your eyes pure, you can just go ahead and skip this chapter. The next one is A-okay. There's no need to worry about missing this chapter of the story, it'll still make perfect sense if you skip this one. *Hands reader a lemon scented potato with a sketchy drawn on face*)

I woke up from my nap at around lunch, which I then quickly ate the lunch that I packed before I began to work on what little work I had for what UA needed. Once the school day was done, I went home, skipping out on going to the agency to work like I should have, but I wanted to go home and be with Chi. Just before the last bell rang, I quickly gathered up my bags and sat there, waiting in anticipation. As soon as I heard it ring, I was out of there. I didn't allow anyone to talk to me or get in my way; I instantly teleported back home. I kicked my boots off with a smile and quietly ran up the stairs, excited to see Chi after a somewhat tiring day.

The door was open, so I poked my head in first to see what he was doing before silently placing my bags by the door and perfectly dropping my phone onto my bags. Chi was so deeply invested in his work that he didn't notice me tiptoe towards him. I stood behind him, watching over his shoulder at what he was doing. He was typing up some sort of long report thing, which was something that I didn't find interesting. After a minute or two of trying to find an interest somehow in whatever he was typing, a smirk grew on my face as an idea sprouted. I slowly put my hands up to his glasses and removed them with a quirk, teleporting them to the top of his computer desk before I put my hands over his eyes.

"Guess who." I said in his ear.

He stopped typing and crossed his arms as he hummed before saying, "Well, either the cold clammy hands of death or my lovely wife, Y/N."

I then giggled a little as I removed my hands and placed my chin on his shoulder. "Yep, it's me."

He looked down and tried to sound disappointed, "Dammit." I kissed his cheek, which caused him to smile. He placed his right hand on the side of my head, making me nestle into his neck. "How was your day?" he asked.

"It was...quite eventful I guess you could say." I answered as he removed his hand and reached for his glasses, putting them on before he began to type again.

He continued to work as he asked, "Oh? What happened?"

I ignored his interest in my day and turned his chair so he was facing me and asked, "How important is your work?"

"Well, it's not due for another week and I'm already almost done with it." he said. A smirk grew on my face as soon as he said that. He gave an unsure look as he asked carefully, "What are you planning?"

I put my hands on his shoulders, placed my right knee between his legs and said in his ear, "What if we have some fun."

He sighed and put his hands on my hips, "I'd love to babe, but I really need to finish this while the information is fresh in my head."

"Quickly jot it down while I get you going." I said as I bit his ear playfully.

He tried to push me away before he was finally able to and looked me in the eyes, "I'm sorry, but no. You know I can't do that; the notes have to be in great detail."

I pouted and crossed my arms in a childish manner, "So you want your wife, who's finally in a good mood and wants to play, to wait for your work to get done?"

He nodded his head, "Yep, simple as that."

"No, not simple as that." I argued, keeping my arms crossed. "I was even going to let you do something," I quickly looked away and closed my eyes as I put my nose up in the air, "but no, now I have to wait so I won't grant you that privilege."