Omi Fushimi X Reader
Ichi-go ichi-e
-"one time, one meeting" an encounter that only happens once in a lifetime, reminding to treasure every moment for it will never recur_____________________
The sun was slowly setting down the sky as Omi and the rest decided to wrap up for the day. They handed out some of the remaining fliers the best as they can before gathering the others in a small pile
They started to walk back to the dorms, taking a note of their crowd from the street acts that was done today. Just chatting mindlessly under the pink gradient sky.
As the group walks away from their spot, meeting other people from the company on the way, Omi took a moment of silence for himself to indulge the beauty of this day. For some reason, the day felt nice, relaxing even and Omi felt as if nothing could go wrong.
"Omi-kun, are you coming?" Taichi called out to the bigger man that started to lag behind
"Oh sorry" He chuckled in return, sprinting a bit before continuing on their way home
The walk back was normal to say the least, conversations about their new play and cravings they had at the moment. It certainly underwhelmed Omi considering the good feeling he felt. It definitely made him think, thinking that the good feeling was just a hallucination from how the day was steered off of trouble
Once they had come home, the smell of spices had already consumed their noses as the group groans in displeasure.
"I forgot it's curry night..." Taichi was whining when he took off his shoes, dragging his body away from the group
"Director's curry isn't that bad.." Omi chuckled nervously, walking just behind Taichi towards the dining area
"If you haven't had it for weeks on end, of course you're not going to think that way Omi-san" Tsuzuru just sighed, following pursuit to Taichi, hoping that it's atleast a new type or flavour they haven't had before
Omi then finished what he had to do by the door before entering the kitchen and offering help to anything that needed it. He helped Izumi with the final dishes before setting them on the table.
"Ah! I forgot to buy some butter to fry some of the side dishes with" As Omi entered the kitchen once again to get some of the remaining silverware, he heard the cries of Izumi who seems to catch herself in some sort of trouble
"Director-san? Do you need some help?" He asked as he set down the things he held
"It's nothing Omi-kun, I just forgot to buy butter" Izumi chuckled sadly, leaning her hip by the counter
"I could go make a quick store run. " Omi offered, sending a beaming smile towards the other person in front of him as Izumi's eyes lit up
"That would be appreciated." Izumi then hands Omi some money and a lot at that as he just stares at it confused
"Here's some extra to buy some stuff with. I know you've been experimenting with desserts and might as well" She grinned from ear to ear before eventually leaving a stunned but happy Omi behind
Entering into the world outside, Omi took in a sharp breath and did a little stretch as he adjusted his shoes on the ground. He then stopped a moment before glancing at his motorcycle just standing there.
A ride would be nice right now
Omi thought, shifting his weight from one foot to another before getting all giddy when he decided to go take his vehicle out for a bit.

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