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EraserMic fluff
๐งLitterally just fluff, Mic Favoritism, Ok maybe it's a little itty bitty f*cked in like two sentences at the end but I give you my word everything else is domestic fluff, Reader Hurt (Past), Spider Mentioned๐ง~โกโกโก~
Hizashi sighed when he turned the car off in the driveway, leaning back as he moved his red-rimmed glasses to rub at his tired eyes. When the fog cleared he glanced at the clock on the radio.
6:45 AM, Saturday
Glowing red numbers taunting him. Yet less than the bird's chirps, the cold morning breeze carried within it as he got out of the warm car with his bag full of work he wished he didn't need to bring home. Binders and folders full of papers covered by his stuffed-in neck speaker. Bundled in that leather jacket he can't get the faint blood stains out of he made his way groggily to the black door of his home.
When he opened it he smiled as he was hit with the warm air that smelled of home. The faint scents of coffee, cotton candles, and the overworked heater. He slowly walked in as he stripped himself of the jacket and boots. Walking through the living room in just his old blue jeans and black V-neck. Softly pulling the hair tie out of the low bun to let his dirty hair fall along his back like a soft waterfall. The black hair tie discarded behind him even though he knows he'll later be reprimanded for letting the cat get ahold of it.
When he made it into the kitchen he pulled the oven door open and pulled the plate of dinner out. It wasn't hot but it wasn't cold either, left just for him hours earlier. The rest was mostly a blur to Hizashi; eating, putting the plate away to clean later, doing his far to long showering, and getting into his pajamas.
He slowly opened the door to the master bedroom, wincing when it made that all too familiar creek he'd been griping at Shouta to handle yet he kept forgetting. Closing it just as slowly as he tried his hardest to silently shuffle through the dark to his side of the bed. The clock on the nightstand's red glowing 7:28 AM his only source of light through it all. He wanted to plop down onto the bed and die yet knew Shouta's alarm would go off in about 32 minutes and god forbid he woke the man before necessary to he gently grabbed the blanket to slip under it but was stopped by the sight in front him.
As his eyes adjusted to the dark he saw Shouta was sprawled out on his back like always, he always slept like he just fell from a large height. His arms and legs spread about the bed without a care whose side they were on, hair as wild as ever spread around like a halo over the yellow satin pillow Hizashi got them some years ago. Yet that's not what stopped Hizashi, it had been you. Laying with your whole body on Shouta's. He almost went for his phone in his pajama pants pocket yet stopped, waking both of you with the flash didn't sound like a great idea.
So he stood there a moment and committed the image into his memory. Wondering if Shouta even knew you were there or if you two had fallen asleep together when he noticed Shouta's left arm was laid across your back. Either way he slowly crawled into the bed and placed the blanket over himself. He hadn't even realized how long he just laid there tired yet watching the both of you sleep like that until the blare of the clock on Shouta's bedside table gave a loud beep. Two more followed before Shouta had tiredly moved from your back to hit the bottom at the top with annoyance.
He sighed as you groaned and began to shuffle from under the blanket. Hizashi was as still and quite as a fallen tree when you crawled over to him and plopped yourself onto his chest. Wrapping your arms around his neck as you quickly fell back asleep like it was nothing. When Shouta noticed his face the tired man chuckled "She woke me up last night when she was crawling onto your side of the bed, said she lost a spider in her bed. Says she wont go back until I kill it."
Hizashi's skin crawled at the thought of the disquieting creature in his house. Yet as he felt your weight on his chest perhaps he could live with just one.
"Dont be cruel." Shouta chided him as he began to slip into his hero suit in the dark "Ill find the little intruder when I get home, that or ill find one outside to smack and calm her down." He frowned at Shouta who simply shook his head with an amused smile. He didn't mind it either but, they weren't exactly the kindest when you first came into their homes. The scars from the chains on your wrists and ankles are living proof of that. The least they can do is try to make up for their past mistakes now that you're trusting enough for them to do so.
"Get some sleep love, you look like sh*t." Was whispered to him before he felt chapped lips on his forehead. And as he wrapped his arms around you, that didn't sound like a bad idea at all.
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(1000 Words)
Up Next: I have no idea
Me: Dyed my hair, quit my job, cleaned my room, planning a tattoo, listening to my old playlist, getting back on Tinder, and having writing ideas again
Me wrapped in my Present Mic blanket, eating the same ramin dinner I've had for the past three days because nothing else sounds good, watching a comfort Youtuber I haven't watched since middle school: ...Am I manic- I don't care
My genuine thoughts while taking a break from writing this
