'This is why we can't have nice things'
Gender neutral OC
I finished wiping down one of the living room windows with the cleaning cloth. I had recently moved in to a new apartment with my boyfriend and we were in the middle of the moving process, cleaning and unpacking at the new place, packing and tidying at the old, the whole procedure was tiring but did have the added bonus of getting to fall asleep next to my sweetheart. I was ready to move on when I heard the distinctive sound of glass hitting tile. I rushed out to the kitchen and saw Otoya looking down at the floor at the bits of glass surrounding him.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
Otoya looked up at me, a light shade red dusted his cheeks.
"Yeah, I mean, I think so."
"What broke?"
"Um, it was that glass coffee mug your brother gave you." He scratched the back of his neck.
"Otoya," I sighed. "This is why we can't have nice things."
"Wha-?! I swear I didn't mean to! I was just putting things in the cupboard and-"
"I'm just joking." I chuckled.
He looked confused.
"I didn't really like that mug anyway, my brother got it to bother me more than anything. I was actually planning on giving it away or something." I said.
"Oh, I guess we should clean this up then." Otoya said.
"You're barefoot, so stay put while I go get the broom, we should mop too while we're at it."
I turned on heel and left to get the cleaning supplies, leaving behind my flustered redhead, I smiled to myself, he really was the best.
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