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Marry Me, But Don't Kiss Me!

A/N: a new story I'm developing. Had a hard time coming back to writing and stuff. Hope I can hear some of your comments on this story. Thank you! ^^

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“Come. You’ll be the new lady in the house. House of Asmodeus. And I expected you to be of good use to me.”

Raell said after he bought Eunoia from the hell market and made her his wife.

He wanted to become the demon king. But a different one. With intent. Reason. Purpose.

But he will need to sacrifice something to become one. His wife.

Will he get what he wanted? Or there is something more behind his so-called purpose?

Chapter 1_Onto the Demon Realm

Never did Eunoia imagines that something unexpected is going to happen in her dull existence.

She grew up alone. No. Maybe lonely is the right word. With only books to rely on as there were no teachers or mentors, she could learn from. Her parents forbade her to go out, or even go to school so no one could lay their eyes on her. All because of her rare condition.

Her family has bronze hair. And because she doesn’t have it, she was treated differently.

She has this unearthly silky white hair.

Her father doesn't feel anything but disgust for her. While the one who brought her into this world, her mother, thinks of her as a jinx that brings bad luck to their family. Her elder brother doesn’t really care at all. She only feels safe and loved through her second brother.

Even the maids weren’t fond of her. They don’t like to clean after her, or even feed her. Since her parents don’t care if she’s starving or not, she can only eat her lunch once her second brother comes home from school.

“Brother, why are they always mad at me? Did I do something wrong?” She can’t help but ask those words despite her young age.

Her second brother can’t hide the pain he’s feeling for his little sister who is clearly being mistreated.

“Don’t worry, Eunoia, one day I will put you out of your misery. I’m going to save you and let you live far away from here. And you’ll never be hurt again.” her second brother promised her.

Years passed and now Eunoia is at her right age. Based on the books she read, being able to reach 18 years of age means being free.

But something is going to be wrong.

Their family business went downhill. And all of their frustrations and anxiety were shot to her.

“This is all your fault, you wench!” as her father’s words hit her, a loud slap also landed on her face. Her father slaps her again but her knees wobble and she falls to the floor and he misses her innocent face.

Eunoia doesn’t shed tears. She doesn't feel anything. She's numb.

Tears well from her eyes but it doesn’t fall. She could no longer feel hurt and she doesn't search anymore for an answer on why and how they treat her like this.

Until her older brother proposed something.

“I have an idea, father. Why don’t we sell her to the black market? Just look at her. Look at her hair. isn’t she like someone who's reincarnated from the depths of hell? I’m sure we can make money out of her enough to pay our debts, we can even start a new business!”

Her father looks at him and then at Eunoia as if trying to analyze the situation.

“You’re right! Of course! We can do that! Especially now that Ezra is not here. No one is going to protect her.” her father said, agreeing to him.

Eunoia’s horror is already eating her alive, she’s suffocating and for the first time, she wants to run away.

How can her family talk about selling her without feeling any remorse?

She gasps as her father starts to grab her.

“Father, NO-! I don’t want to. Please! I’ll do anything!” She tried to break free from her father’s hold but to no avail.

“Do this one thing and help your family by selling yourself! Then I can give you my gratitude, Eunoia!” her shoulders fell in defeat. Knowing she can’t do anything about it.

Questions started to flood her head again.

How many times does she imagine being free from her family’s ill-treatment?? How many times does she imagine being able to run away and live her own life away from the darkness?

And now it all comes down to this.

Her father kept on dragging her outside the mansion until they reached the door.

“What’s happening?!” her frantic mother came rushing over to them, and Eunoia hoped for her mother to stop what was about to happen.

“Where are you taking her?” her mother said after she reached them.

“Mother, we’ll be going to sell her to the black market. Our problems will be solved! I’m sure it’s okay with you, right? I mean because she’s just your daughter.”

Her older brother said who didn’t even falter on his every word.

She looks at her mother, a pleading look. She hopes it will spark the love of her mother for her.

Their mother is silent for a few moments. Eunoia is ready to beg. Just so she could forbid that to happen.

“Is it true? We can really pay our debts by selling her? Why didn’t you say so?”

And once again her world fell apart. The last thread of hope for this cruel act to stop is now lost.

Gone.

“Yes. Not only that, but we can probably start over!’”

“Then what are you waiting for? Bring her to that place so we can start anew.”

“But, what about Ezra? I’m very sure he will search for her.”

“Leave Ezra to me. I’ll just tell him that she ran away and we couldn’t find her.”

Thoughts about her second brother Ezra came to her. Much to her concern, she doesn’t want to part ways with him this way. This is so cruel. They are cruel.

They are talking in front of Eunoia like she’s just trash that they can just throw away whenever they want. Like she’s nothing but a solution to their problems. Something so temporary that they will forget in time.

The moment she steps out of the mansion is also the time she finally accepts her faith. She hopes that if ever the Gods heard her prayers, they will let her be reborn again, but with a loving family this time.

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She sometimes dreams about those haunting memories she had when she’s still with her family. Being discarded like trash hurts deeper than she expected.

It’s been a year since her family sold her for the amount of 5 million polly. And after that, she never sees them again.

Then the fateful encounter happened that time, on the place she expected to be her graveyard.

The black market.

It was so dark as she wears a blindfold. Her hands are tied.

She can hear women and children crying beside her, probably having the same fate just like her.

The smell of the room already suffocates her, like the time her mother locks her up in a small dark place without proper ventilation.

She should be crying right now, her family sold her, she doesn’t have the luxury to say a proper goodbye to her second brother, and who knows, she might be dying in the next few days. But her tears just don’t come out.

Somehow, she didn’t fear whatever it is that’s gonna happen to her. If she’ll end up dying in the hands of her buyer, she’ll gladly take it. She thinks it’s much bearable, knowing it’s not her own blood who will end up killing her, but some stranger out of nowhere.

She makes herself believe that her buyer might be her savior.

Because they might take her life without her doing anything stupid. Or illegal? Or something like hurting others? She just can’t bear it. No one should be in pain or go through whatever she has to go through.

How many times does she plan to kill herself anyway?

She will gladly take the hand of her killer.

The amount started at 500, 000 and it didn't stop until 30 million polly.

“100 MILLION!!!”

And everyone’s mouth dropped. All eyes to the man who can clearly say “I can buy each and every one of you”.

Eunoia tries to find the one who bids so much money just to have her. But he hides behind a mask and lots of people are murmuring something about him.

He actually wears a demon mask.

After the exceptional bidding, Eunoia is guided in a VIP room where she will meet the person who buys her.

She’s still blindfolded and trying to grasp her situation at the moment. She can’t say she’s terrified, but rather she felt relieved.

She can finally be free, away from her forsaken life, and meet her death.

“A-are you going to kill me?” words that escape from her lips when she feels someone stops in front of her.

The man didn’t bother to answer an attendant removes her blindfold. She slowly opens her eyes and tries to adjust to the light inside the room since she’s been blindfolded for almost half a day.

She then lifted her head and saw the man in a black suit, still hiding behind a mask standing in front of her.

“Kill you? I didn’t waste my money just to kill a human like you,” he said.

Human? Eunoia questions his remark at the back of her head.

Somehow, the tone of his voice doesn’t scare her, she finds it soothing and she feels relaxed.

She looked at him intently and wondered what was his reason for buying her? There’s nothing special about her and she thinks she’s weird for having white hair since birth.

The man removes his mask, and to Eunoia’s surprise, she finds him so alluring.

With his emerald eyes intently staring straight at her own crimson eyes, It feels like he has so many things he wants to say. That the words can pass through his eyes. And with that, she knows he’s different.

The man softly touched her hair like it is the most fragile thing in the world.

“You must know that I’m not a human like you. And I won’t explain it any further. I’m Raellis Asmodeus, one of the Seven Ancients of the demon world. And I will be your husband.”

Hearing this, at first, she thought it’s only her imagination. Like is this some kind of a joke? Because of how desperate she is to get away from her pitiful situation, she’s been convincing herself that she’s going to die. She’s prepared to die actually. But seeing how serious his eyes are, she knows she’s in for a big complicated role.

“H-husband? B-but why? I-I’m not suitable-”

The man offered his hand in front of her.

“Come. You’ll be the new lady of the house. House of Asmodeus. And I expected you to be of good use to me.”

She couldn’t comprehend any of it but hearing how gentle his voice is, she just couldn’t help but take his hand, and fall for his words while his eyes speak deep within her.

**Chapter 1 End**

#new story alert #web novel #novel #king of demons #demon x human #story #romance #angst #book

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lovelysugawara · 2 years

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Happy Halloween!!! MSBY group costume contest once again with them cosplaying Bleach this year XD Tsumu got first pick as a redemption from last year where he got last pick, and Bokuto is complaining that he doesn’t wanna be this “weird sandals hat man”

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lovelysugawara · 2 years

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it hurts, i just imagine it.

HOW THEY KNOW THEY DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE

tw: angst, hurt, and toxic relationships

everything feels like a burden; something as simple as picking up your calls and texting back seems tiring and taxing. all the things he used to love doing with you seem like something of a big effort that wasn't truly worth it. and all too suddenly, being with you felt like a burden weighing him down, and just the mere thought of having to "deal" with you has him sighing and clicking his tongue.

oikawa, SEMI, TSUKKI, SAKUSA, hoshiumi, KITA, akaashi, terushima

nothing about you excites him anymore; he used to love everything that you do—from your little twirl when you show off your outfit, to your little chuckles when you tell him your stories. but now, it all feels worn off and old. everything about you feels gray, repetitive, boring. and no matter how many times you try to do new things or make sure he's entertained or salvage what you can, he retains the same tired look on his face.

OSAMU, tendō, konoha, hinata, yaku, kunimi, MEIAN. sugawara

he suddenly finds excuses to not show up; "i'm busy," and "i had this emergency," are what fills your conversations. he finds himself surprised at his own creativity when avoiding your invites, and he wonders where his guilt ever goes when he cancels on you at the last minute. the trips you two had planned to go to before now end up a distant memory and your favorite corner booth seats at that little café you both love suddenly are empty. his place in your life is slowly drifting away.

SUNA, bokuto, asahi, hinata, aone, koganegawa, KENMA, komori, yamaguchi

he purposely takes you for granted; he doesn't even pretend to listen anymore, he never gives you the same compliments he gave before, and he never holds your hand like he used to. he purposely makes you wait and wait until you just decide to cancel plans yourself. he leaves you hanging, never calls back, doesn't even bother to check up on you, and goes days without talking to you. and the worst part is, he knows exactly what he's doing.

USHIJIMA, futakuchi, makki, KAGEYAMA, KUROO, daichi, aran

he’s suddenly impatient and irritated with everything you do; he lashes out at you with every little thing you do. he raises his voice when you forget to take the receipt during lunch, he rolls his eyes and leaves you behind when you tell him you need to use the restroom, and he doesn't even bother walking you home as if another minute with you would drive him insane.

IWAIZUMI, tanaka, hirugami, kyōtani, SHIRABU, mattsun, ATSUMU

note: angst as promised ♥️ also, let me just point out that i don't intend to villainize any of the characters with this.

p.s.: this was genuinely so hard to write bc all of them are absolute sweethearts and i genuinely didn't know where to put them ;-; and like i just couldn't picture them doing these in my head but here's the hc nevertheless

rbs appreciated *manifesting you all healthy and loving relationships* » m. list

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lovelysugawara · 3 years

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Hi, I love your writing!

Could you do one with Chuuya and an s/o that talks in their sleep?

Sleep Talking

Pairing: Reader x Chuuya Nakahara

Genre: Fluff

He finds her undeniably adorable when she sleep talks

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“What did you say?” Chuuya puts his phone down and glances next to him.

He’d been sitting up, answering a few text messages about to go to sleep. He hadn’t noticed that Y/N had already dozed off next to him.

“Oh...you’re asleep. I must be hearing things.” He looks at the clock and notes the time. It’s not that late at night...

Before he can switch the lamp on, he hears another mumble. This time he remains quite and watches her. He watches as he brow furrows slightly, and she shifts next to him on the bed.

“...wanna...where?” Is all Chuuya manages to catch. He’s never heard her sleep talk before, hell, he didn’t even know it was something she could do. Placing his phone on the nightstand, he gives her his full attention.

“Where’s what?” He speaks quietly as to not wake her up. It takes a few seconds for her to talk again.

“Chuuya.” the sleepy mutter of his name melts his heart and he can’t stop his smile.

“Right here.” He reaches out and runs a hand through her hair gently, pleased when she almost immediately relaxes, letting out a deep sigh. ”I’m right here.”

“Oh...I found you.” Y/N mumbles. Chuuya smiles and shifts so he’s laying down next to her. He reaches out and pulls her close, letting her lay her head on his chest.

“Warm. Always so warm.” She says, nuzzling into his shirt.

“I’m your personal heater now?” He asks, amused. He’s rewarded with a small nod.

“Mhm...love you.” The last comment prompts a flush onto his face and his grip on her tightens. Even in her sleep, she was thinking about him. It made him immensely happy.

“Yeah, I know.” That elicits a frown out of her. Chuuya finds her range of expression surprising, giving she’s not even conscious. “What, you don’t think I do?” That was...very alarming. He thought he’s proved his love over and over again. Sure, he’s not the most affectionate, but there’s other ways he’s been showing his love...has she not picked up on them?

“Love you.” She repeats, a mumble. Chuuya’s thoroughly confused.

“Thank you?” She frowns again, a small shake of her head and Chuuya’s almost ready to believe she’s playing trick on him and she’s actually awake, when-

“Chuuya...love you.”

The third times the charm apparently, and it suddenly clicks in his head.

“You want to hear me say it back?” He almost laughs at the situation. Leaning down slightly, he presses a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“I love you too...happy?” He’s rewarded with a content hum, and with her relaxing further. She seems to be satisfied enough to fall back to proper sleep, Chuuya notes, with the way she doesn’t talk again.

He sighs, holding her and letting his own eyes slip shut. Y/N would totally make fun of how red his face was right now.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, you know?”

Requests Are Open!

(16/10/2021)

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lovelysugawara · 3 years

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hawt ^^

study sessions (m.)

pov: you invite your boyfriend over to hang out once you finish your paper… if you finish…

[ pairings ] timeskip! kuroo x fem! reader

[ warnings ] explicit smut. minors dni. riding. profanity. reader and kuroo aren’t alone in the room. cockwarming. unedited.

“Go on. Keep answering.”

You shouldn’t have invited Kuroo over.

Ever since you’ve made your relationship official with him, your attraction to your boyfriend only increased tenfold. You couldn’t understand it yourself either – it wasn’t like he changed overnight when you were still on a purely sexual relationship. He was still the same old Kuroo, and this much you should’ve known when you sent him an innocent text asking if he wanted to hang out with you after you finished your paper.

If you finished your paper. The paper was long due and your boyfriend wasn’t helping the least bit.

Leaning over, Kuroo rested his chin on your shoulder, his slender fingers tracing swirly patterns on your thigh.“You haven’t finished your first paragraph, love,” he whispers, voice hoarse and deep. “What’s wrong?”

Keep reading

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lovelysugawara · 3 years

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Tsukishima Kei, annoying confession

Since you all like, Tsukki!

TSUKISHIMA

-sitting next to tsukishima, you actually felt nervous. You two are alone in the classroom and he’s looking straight at you. -as much as you wanted to know what he would say, you can’t speak of anything. He just stares at you for a good 10 minutes. -”hinata and kageyama said they have a crush on you,” he nonchalantly said. You are amazed by the fact he knew that. When in fact hinata and kageyama made fun of you for having a crush on tsukishima, thus they say they have a crush on you so you don’t have to fall for the blunt blonde. -you just shrugged your shoulders and continued finishing your work. “I don’t know tsukishima-kun, they never told me that.” you even fight back smiling because he’s being hilarious with the question look he has. -he then put both his hands on his chest and rested his back at the wall. “Did you somehow like them too?” -you somehow annoyed at him, “i do like my friends, so i like them.” you saw his eyes rolled back in frustration. He can’t get what he wants to say. -”can you tell me what’s the problem, tsukishima-kun? Are you bothering me now just because shoyo and tobio said they like me?” your nervousness is long gone now. -he looks at you in disbelief, “what? First name basis? I can’t believe it, you called them by their first name, while you call me tsukishima.” -and now you’re lost. Why is he being so irritated about everything? (well y/n, he’s always like that XD) -”i did call them like that since forever, they have been my friends since my first year here. Is it strange?” you calmly said. -”so which one do you like, huh? That stupid king (kags), or that simpleton idiot (hinata)?” he directly asked you about it. -you instantly look at him, “Neither of them! why are you so being mean?” -”are you an idiot?” tsukishima said with an annoying expression. “Of course i need to know because i like you!” -what he said didn’t actually register in your mind at first, you looked at him and you saw him blushing, the same intensity as you. -”tsukishima, I-!” you’re about to answer him but then hinata, kageyama and yamaguchi interfere. -”WHHHHHAAAAAT?” the three of them shouts in unison. -and you just laugh as the three of them continued teasing tsukishima. -as the two of you walking home quietly, you are a bit awkward about his confession that afternoon. You wanted to answer him but didn’t have the courage to talk first. -then you saw his free hand, and the desire to hold it kept on going on in your mind. And since you wanted to answer him, you made up your mind and took the initiative to hold it. -tsukishima suddenly flinches a little and instantly looks at your blushing face. “I can do this whenever I want to my boyfriend, right?” your nervousness almost eats you alive after you said those lines, and you know tsukki is too. -”y-yeah, of course,” you both happily walk towards your new life as a couple. XD

A/N:

Hallo! Been a while! I'm sorry I've been away. i have to admit that I really struggled a lot since May. I've been gone to take care of my mom since she had a stroke. plus financial is not really good as of the moment. I'm jobless and can't really find a job bcs i need to take care of her.

I once again posting my Kofi here. I will appreciate any amount you’ll give me to get through this pandemic and for my mom's need.

And you can request anything you want me to write and will post it right away. Thank you so much guys! ^^ See you in my next post.

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Hiya! Could I please request Dazai and Chuuya (separately) arguing with their s/o. They raise their voice and say something especially hurtful, maybe she flinches away or something

Hurt/Comfort please! Take care of yourself!! 💖💖

hi! thanks for the request and the kind words <3

chuuya and dazai yelling at their s/o

genre: hurt/comfort

warnings: yelling lol, in case that wasn’t clear. separate warning for my ability to come up with arguments out of nowhere- they’re probably unrealistic but the idea is still there. also- not proofread.

pairings: chuuya x gn!reader, dazai x gn!reader

word count: chuuya’s is 1k, dazai’s is 1k

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chuuya

Today had been a long one. Tensions between you and Chuuya had been high since last night, and had only escalated more and more with every passing minute. It had all started with a small argument when you’d asked him to do the dishes since you’d cooked dinner. One thing led to another and now the two of you hadn’t spoken all day.

Even when Chuuya left for work, he didn’t so much as wish you a goodbye, which he would usually do with an insistence that he needs a goodbye kiss as well. Although you were ignoring him just as much he was you, it still hurt watching him exit your apartment without a word.

It hurt, but not enough that you felt it necessary to apologize. All you’d really wanted was for him to help you out in one small way, and he’d refused, claiming that “other people work hard too, you know.” Maybe if he hadn’t spoken with such a sour attitude towards you, you’d have been much more forgiving of his bad day.

Now, almost an entire day later, you found yourself hunched over the sink, washing half as many plates as you usually would on account of the fact that Chuuya had taken it upon himself to order takeout for himself rather than eating the food you’d cooked. You’d been beyond indignant, to the point of near rage, when you’d seen Chuuya walk in with a bag of food. Even though you were in an argument, you’d still taken the time to cook dinner for the both of you.

Instead of blowing up at him immediately, you decided to eat, by yourself of course, and wash your own dishes before facing the problem, which was becoming unavoidable now. You knew fully well that if you’d gone after Chuuya the second he walked in the door that neither of you would walk away any more resolved than you were now.

You pulled the drain from the sink, watching the water rush down as you took a deep breath in a meager attempt to clear your head before confronting Chuuya. However, you didn’t have to go far to meet your boyfriend, who had just walked into the kitchen.

Chuuya’s steps seemed to echo across the wooden floor, but never once did his eyes flicker up to meet yours. You stood in place, racking your brain for what exactly you wanted to say to Chuuya before he left, when he mumbled something himself.

“Huh. Guess doing dishes wasn’t so hard after all,” Chuuya muttered as he threw the empty takeout box in the trash.

In a blind fury, you whipped yourself around to face Chuuya, who was still looking away from you complacently.

“You’re kidding me, right?” You said, raising your voice ever so slightly.

Now was the first time that Chuuya’s eyes met yours, and it infuriated you how stupidly careless they looked. Did he really not care about your feelings in any of this?

Chuuya placed a hand on the counter, leaning on it somewhat tiredly as he replied, “No, I’m not. Obviously it wasn’t very hard, you just finished it in five minutes.”

You could hardly believe your ears, much less your eyes. Hearing the utter bullshit that Chuuya was spilling out his mouth was bad enough, but that, coupled with his uncharacteristic calmness, had you reeling within seconds.

“It was never about being easy or being hard! It was about you helping me out for once! And if it was so easy, would it have really killed you to put yourself aside for five minutes and help?”

Chuuya stood up from the counter, his disposition starting to show more emotion- namely, anger.

“God, you never stop complaining, do you? Have you ever stopped to think that maybe I didn’t want to help because I was busy with something else? That maybe I’m just too busy for you right now?”

You shrank away from Chuuya slightly at his words. Too busy for you? Were you really that annoying? Thoughts and regrets were spinning around your head, attacking you from every angle. If he was too busy for you, were you only making it worse by pestering him? You really, really didn’t want to push him away, and with this argument now…

You felt a hand on your arm, which you flinched away from immediately. When you looked to meet Chuuya’s eyes, they were entirely different from the ones covered in rage that you’d just seen. These were full of concern and something that you rarely ever saw in Chuuya’s face: fear.

“Hey,” he said, his voice taking on an entirely new, softer tone than you’d ever heard before. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that, really. You’re never too much for me, and I’ll always have time for you.”

You looked at Chuuya warily, but you allowed his hand to rest on your face when he offered it. Tears had started to prick at the corners of your eyes against your will, and it took a great deal of your focus to hold them in as you looked into Chuuya’s eyes.

You didn’t know what to believe. Were you annoying Chuuya? Was he really sorry? Your head still felt like it was pounding and your heart felt ready to crumble in your chest.

When you didn’t reply, Chuuya whispered again, rubbing his thumb along your cheekbone softly, “Really baby, I am. I shouldn’t have said that, I was being stupid. I love you, so much.”

You placed your hand over Chuuya’s, nuzzling your face into his touch now, nonverbally accepting his apology. What he’d said was admittedly horrible, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to stay angry at him for any longer. Whatever this animosity had been was gone now- maybe it hadn’t left in the best way, but the fact of the matter was that it was gone, and you felt like you could breathe again.

“I forgive you, Chuu,” you replied quietly, bringing a small, relieved smile to Chuuya’s lips. “I’m really not too much for you, then?”

Chuuya placed a quick kiss on your lips before replying, “No, love. You’ll never be too much for me. Not as long as I live. You’re perfect, and you’re even more perfect for me. I really do love you.”

dazai

Mornings with Dazai meant a lot of things to you. For one, they meant slow starts, often filled with lots of cuddling and groans about having to get up eventually. They also meant coffee, because few other things inspired the two of you to start your days.

Like most mornings, you’d gotten up earlier than Dazai, leaving him asleep in your bed in favor of making your coffees to wake him up with. Usually you chose to wake up alongside Dazai, letting him pull you back into his embrace every time you attempted to get up.

The quiet ambiance of the morning, save for the typical city sounds coming from outside your apartment, was a pleasant way to spend your morning. The smell of coffee brewing in the pot sitting across from you felt familiar and brought a small smile to your face as you sat, watching the dark liquid pour out.

You grabbed two mugs from the cupboard at random- you and Dazai had collected so many over the years that you were never particular about which one you drank from. When the coffee was done brewing, you poured some into each mug, stirring in a small amount of cream and sugar into both drinks. Everything felt remarkably peaceful as you picked up both mugs and turned towards your bedroom with a small smile on your face.

A smile that was immediately interrupted when you turned to run straight into Dazai, who’d apparently snuck into the kitchen only moments before, completely unbeknownst to you. You didn’t have nearly enough time to react as you collided directly with Dazai, and the hot coffee that you’d just prepared spilled all across the front of Dazai’s shirt.

“Shit babe, I’m so sorry,” you rambled quickly, “I didn’t even hear you come in.”

“Fuck,” Dazai said, his voice much louder than you were acclimated to at such an early hour. “Holy shit, how dumb can you be, are you serious?”

Mugs still in both of your hands, you stared at Dazai in shock. How dumb could you be? It was obviously an accident, of course you wouldn’t just turn and dump coffee that you’d spent time making all over your boyfriend just for the fun of it.

Dazai’s comment, even though it had been in a flash of anger, cut right through you and left you feeling indignant and, well, dumb.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking,” you muttered, still frozen in place.

“Well, obviously,” Dazai remarked, stomping out of the room to go find a clean shirt.

You placed the empty mugs on the counter, feeling shell shocked from Dazai’s outburst and by the suddenness of it all. From the way he’d shouted at you, you felt like he thought that you’d done it to be mean. Dazai had always had a tendency to sneak up on people, and you were being totally honest when you told him that you hadn’t heard him come in.

Still, it hurt you greatly to hear Dazai call you dumb. It was an accident through and through, but did that make you dumb for letting it happen? For not hearing him enter the kitchen? You felt tears flood your eyes, burning as you tried weakly to hold them back.

As if you couldn’t feel more dejected and stupid, you grabbed a dish towel and squared to the ground to start sopping up the spilled coffee. All you’d wanted was to bring Dazai coffee without him having to even get up. No special reason behind it or anything, and now you felt too dumb to even manage a simple thing like that.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as you wiped up the coffee, and you tried not to outright sob. Everything had seemed to be lining up to be a great day until you’d gone and ran into Dazai, and now you’d ruined it all.

Just when you were about done cleaning up the mess, Dazai walked back into the kitchen. He had a new, clean shirt on, but that was hardly the center of your focus as he squared down, making himself at your eye level.

“My love,” he said, taking the towel out of your hand and bringing his other to tilt your head towards his, “I’m so sorry for yelling. I don’t even know what got into me, there was no reason for that whatsoever. I’m so sorry, let me finish cleaning this.”

You sniffed weakly, shaking your head out of Dazai’s grasp, “No, I’ll clean. It was my fault anyways, I should’ve been paying more attention.”

Dazai shook his head, “Absolutely not. Look, I know it’s my fault that you’re even blaming yourself, and I’m very sorry. Really, I am. But it’s not your fault, and it was just an accident. It’s okay. Now let me make it up to you for yelling- let me finish wiping this up.”

You looked at Dazai through your watery eyes, and his expression was as genuine as it ever got. His eyes were softened at the edges, pleading with you to accept his apology. His lips were pursed ever so slightly, and his eyebrows were drawn together. You could tell that he really was sorry by the look on his face almost more than you could from the words he spoke.

You sighed softly, letting your shoulders sag a little bit, relaxing them from how tensely you’d been holding yourself since the incident this morning.

“Fine. But I’m sorry too, are you okay? That coffee was really hot.”

Dazai smiled warmly at you and grabbed your hand gently, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles, “Yes, my dear, I’m okay. I promise you. Now,” he continued, but not before placing a quick kiss on your fingers, holding your gaze intently, “you go lay down and relax, and I’ll make us some new coffee, okay?”

You nodded with a smile before standing up and doing exactly as Dazai said. Maybe this morning could still manage to be perfect.

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