Ohagi? For me?

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Sanemi POV:

I woke up in the middle of the night to small sobs. I sit up. I look over to Giyuu and see his body shaking and whimpering. "Giyuu..?  are you okay?" He stops for a moment. He slowly turns to look at me. His eyes are red and puffy. He soon starts to cry again. His lip trembling as tears roll down his pale cheeks. "Hey hey hey... it's okay... shhh... everything will be fine... I'm here, don't cry..." I pull him in for a hug. I rub his back. He cries into my bare chest. He's so cute... "wanna tell me what's wrong?" I ask, wanting to know what's up. He shakes his head "not yet..." I accept his decision and hold him close. His arm wraps around me as he falls asleep. I can hear soft snores coming from him. I chuckle and I too fall asleep.

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Giyuu POV:

(Timeskip to morning)

I wake up. It's dark. Then I realise it's breathing. I lean back to see what my face is in. My eyes widen. My face was in Sanemi's chest. MY FACE WAS IN SANEMI'S CHEST?! My face starts to turn a light shade of red.

After I recover from that, awkward, moment, I decide to get up and make ohagi for Sanemi. I heard it's his favourite food.

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Sanemi POV:

I wake up, Giyuu isn't in bed next to me anymore... I sit up fully and listen. I hear sounds coming from the kitchen. I get out of bed and make my way to his kitchen.

I walk into the kitchen to see something beautiful. Giyuu was standing at a counter stirring something but his hair was down. It made him look like an angel. "Good morning Sanemi..." Giyuu said, not looking up and focusing on the stirring. "Good morning Yuu..." Giyuu stopped and looked at me. He cocked his head. "Yuu..?" I chuckled at his action.
"It's a nickname I made for you, do you like it?" He thought for a moment. Then he said something. "Yeah, it's nice, can I call you Nemi then..?" I smiled. "Of course!" His eyes lit up and he started to stir whatever was inside the bowl again. "What are you making?" I asked with curiosity. "Ohagi" he said bluntly but with the spark in his eyes. "Ohagi? For me?" I had rejected his ohagi every time and he's still so persistent. That's what I love about this man. "Want some help?" "If you'd like, you really don't need to... I'm used to doing everything alone..." hearing that made me break slightly. He's used to not getting help? "I will help anyway, it's my way of saying thanks." He nodded and he passed me half of the mixture. "Let's start making the ohagi."

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