Y/N Kayama, daughter of Nemuri Kayama, otherwise known as Midnight, has spent most of her life locked away by her father who had taken her away from her mother. Nemuri had searched for Y/N for years, and when she finally found her precious daughter...
I woke up to a freezing sensation. My eyes shot open to reveal the bathroom and a grinning Sho-chan beside me. I was in the bathtub, still wearing my workout attire.
"What the heck?!" I screamed. "Desperate times call for desperate measures." he replied with a shrug. I glared at him. "I'm hungry." "You're hungry, huh?" I asked, looking up at him. "Have fun with that."
I got up from the tub and grabbed a towel. I looked out the window to see it was now night. Sho-chan still hadn't changed from his workout attire.
"Have you been in the gym since this morning?" I asked, looking at him. "Yeah. I skipped lunch too." he replied. "Either you go get something yourself or you skip dinner as well because I don't cook for people who toss me into bathtubs." I said with a slight glare. "You'll need to eat dinner as well." he said. "So when are you cooking." "I've gone for days, even weeks, without food." I said, looking at him. "Nine years with villains has trained my body. It's honestly more of a task getting myself to eat rather than not eating at all. My stomach has gotten more and more used to eating on a daily basis, but not completely." "Does this mean no dinner?" asked Sho-chan. "Yup." He groaned then walked out of the bathroom. I finished drying myself off then made my way over to my closet. I changed into some pajamas and came back out. Sho-chan was rolling around on the bed.
"This is child cruelty." he said, looking at me. "Yes, because a child would have a six pack and be surrounded by a flock of stripper wannabes wherever he goes." I said rolling my eyes. "Maybe this child just happens to have a father who forced him to be like this." "Did he pay the strippers, too?" I asked. I didn't wait for an answer and made my way down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen and quickly made some soba. I brought it upstairs to a pouty Sho-chan.
"Is that for me?" he asked, staring at the bowl in my hands. "No, it's for the monster that lives under the bed." I replied, deadpanning. "Oh..." He hung his head and looked at the sheets. "Are you sure the monster under the bed wouldn't mind sharing?" he asked. I let out a light laugh and handed him the bowl. "Eat up." I said as I flopped down next to him on the bed. "You're not eating?" "Not hungry. I've learned that when I'm not hungry, I shouldn't force myself to eat. I'll end up throwing it up later." I replied. "Alright then, get some rest. Sorry for tossing you into the bathtub." "At least there weren't ice cubes." replied, pulling the blanket over myself. "If that were the case, I don't know if I would have been able to prevent myself from sending knives at you." "Why would you do that?!" he asked. "Habits." I replied. I heard an 'oh' before I drifted to sleep.
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I woke up the next morning with light from the window practically burning into my eyes. I closed my eyes, turned away, and covered my head with the blanket only to have it removed. I groaned at the loss of shelter. I opened my eyes to see Sho-chan stretching. He wore a white button up shirt, and if I was being honest, he looked adorable. Some days, he's hotter than the sun. Other days, he's cuter than a new born kitten. How does he do it?
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