You'll Never Walk Alone

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The next morning y/n woke up to get ready for school. She buttoned her shirt, slipped on her skirt and socks, and threw on her blazer. y/n twirled around in her full body mirror, seeing how she's ready to hit on the road and daze out in all of her classes.

"I wonder if Yuji is sleeping..." y/n pondered to herself as she kind of forgot she had him here. "Out of all the people Satoru knew, he came to me? I think Nanami would've been a better choice." Y/n sighed before leaving her bedroom.

As y/n was in the hallway, she smelled a delicious aroma dancing up her nostrils. The savory smell made her stomach turn, signaling y/n that she's hungry.

"Oh? Is Yuji cooking?"

Y/n quickly ran to the kitchen and saw Yuji in a red apron as he's making omelettes at the stovetop. He didn't notice y/n's head peeking through the door frame. Yuji's full attention was making the omelette perfect without any burns. His intense brown eyes carefully watched and timed the food as his hand fiddled with the spatula. Y/n noticed a bento box at the corner of the counter and two plates as well.

Is he making us breakfast? For sure he is right? There wouldn't be two plates if he was making it for himself. Y/n questioned, eyeing the plates filled with other types of food.

"Hey, why are you up early in the morning?" Y/n asked, alerting Yuji as his eyes quickly flickered to her.

A casual smile painted his face. "Oh, I'm just used to waking up this early. I don't know how to spend my time now that I'm pronounced 'dead' in the world." Yuji finished the omelette and plated it. "Plus, I didn't think it'd be a bad idea to make food for the both of us." He twinkled y/n a sweet smile as she awkwardly nodded her head with her lips pursed. "Come on, eat before you go to school!"

Y/n sucked at human interaction and reciprocating feelings.

"I-if you say so," y/n said, clearing her throat as she came inside the kitchen to take her plate. Y/n noticed how clean and tidied the room was. Just yesterday, it looked like a mess with crumbs and dust everywhere.

I guess he cleaned the kitchen. It looks spotless now. Maybe he can be of use in this house. Y/n said to herself as she headed to the dining table which was also shiny from Yuji's cleaning.

Y/n hurriedly ate her breakfast, and to her surprise, she didn't realize how good of a cook Yuji was. It was seasoned well and cooked thoroughly. It's been so long since y/n had delicious food. She's been living off of pre-made food that she got used to the bland taste.

He really is a housewife. Maybe I should make him cook if he's going to stay here for free. Y/n thought to herself.

"So how is it?!" Yuji sat across from her as his eyes enlarged, showing fear and anticipation of y/n's critique. He knew that his cooking wasn't bad since Megumi and Nobara always ate it with no complaints. His heart sped up, waiting for y/n's answer.

Each heart beat felt like an eternity. Y/n hasn't said a word after hearing his question. She gave him a long stare as she propped her face with her hand at her jaw. Her eyes bore right into his soul.

"It's not bad. I haven't eaten this good for a long time." Y/n smirked, readjusting her position in her seat as she slouched. "I've made up my mind." Y/n set down her eating utensils. "Cook and clean under this house until Satoru comes and picks you up. You aren't going to live here for free." She said in a menacing tone. Just because she's young and the only person in this house doesn't mean she's not the owner.

"Yes!" Yuji easily complied because it wasn't as hard as it sounded. He knew he could've had it far worse but to him, it was a fair deal. Yuji doesn't have a problem doing those two tasks since he took care of his grandpa before his passing. He's already husband material.