Juuzou x Reader (Tokyo Ghoul/Death Note Crossover)

Chapter XXXVII: Guess Who's Back! Back Again!

A/N: Just because... I really love this art work for some reason. All credit goes to projectTiGER on DeviantArt. 

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'I don't think I've ever had a better sleep in my life!'  So good in fact that I can't believe my brain had the audacity to wake me up. 

I didn't need to open my eyes to tell that it was morning, curtesy of the light filtering through the blinds across from me. It was then I realized I couldn't feel my leg. Did it fall asleep? Well, I could feel something was on top of it. 

'The sleep was so good even my leg fell for it.' I felt whatever it was on top of my leg move as a pair of slender but firm arms tighten around my waist. 

'Right, I have my Juuzou back~'  I think with a blissful smile on my face before I felt his bare chest press into my... bare back? I felt his lissome fingers trace patterns on the exposed skin on my stomach and that was when it hit me.

'Last night...!'  I wanted to turn around and look at him but...

'Is he even awake? I don't wanna-'  But my worries were cut short as I felt his warm nose nuzzle into my neck, his breathing even and peaceful.

I smile to myself and turn around in his arms, peering up at him as he gazes at me with sleepy eyes. I lift my arm from against my chest and run it through his hair, taking out the last rouge bobby pin that seemed to hold its ground last night... somehow.

"Good morning, love. How are you feeling?" I ask him softly, not wanting to disturb the peaceful quietness in the room. 

He hums lightly, his atonal symphony soon dying down in this throat. "Never been better~" He admits sweetly. He seems really calm this morning, something really out of character for him. Then again, I have noticed he is far more relaxed when he first wakes up. 

Oh and speaking of throat... looks like we're both gonna have to button our shirts to the top today!

I place a light kiss on his clavicule and he giggles. 

"I swear, (y/n)-chan~ you just like to tickle me." He laughs. I hum against him, feeling his laughter send vibrations through his chest.

I wrap my arms around him and he entangles our legs further. Not like we had anything to hide anymore anyway. We lay in a serene quietness until the clamor of empty stomachs made their distress known to us. We both laugh. I lift my head just enough to catch a glimpse at the alarm clock resting on the nightstand behind him. Yeah, we've got time. 

"So, what do you want to do for breakfast?" I ask as he absentmindedly twirls a strand of my hair between his fingers. 

"Hm, well... we have a lot of fruit... and I mean a lot of it. Like, I don't think it's healthy to 'even have this much fruit' type of-" 

"Okay, okay, I get it. You love fruit." I laugh. "Well, the sweet ones at least." I smile up at him. 

"And I'm guessing we still have candy?" I ask sarcastically to which he lowers his head. 

"Eh-ha. Well... not anymore." He pouts before his eyes light up. "But (y/n)-chan will buy me some more, right?'' He asks with excitment in his eyes.

"You get paid too, I'm not the only one with a job." I point out playfully. 

'Yeah, but knowing him he probably spent it all on candy already...'

"Well, c'mon. We'll find something to make out of it." I kiss his cheek before we both sit up, stretching a bit before gathering the clothes on the floor. I reach for my shirt first and wrap it around myself before grabbing my pants and his shirt.