Couple: FuriAka

Prompt: Furihata and Akashi tries to cook but at the end, it was thought that counts

Requested by: Maiden Warrior

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The alarm clock on the bedside table goes ringing as the hands of the clock pointed exactly at 8 o'clock in the morning. The bed creaking as there was two figures tossed around, slightly awake from the sound of the alarm. The taller figure reached out his left arm as he searched for the clock, hand roaming on the bedside table, wanting to turn it off. Only after one minute and three seconds, he was able to grabbed the whole alarm clock and pressed the button on top of it, before he placed it back at its original place. He groaned as he snuggled even deeper into the bed, trying to fall asleep once again.

Knowing fully well that the other beside him didn't even making any attempt to get out of the bed, Akashi sighed as he opened his eyes tiredly. He turned towards his left and he could see that his husband were still glued on the bed. Yes, his husband. He have a husband. He had married with a man, of the same age as him, 24, but not on the same status as him. His husband was just a normal and ordinary person that he could probably met like thousands of them as soon as he stepped out from his house, he was so sure about it. But the different thing between the others and his husband is, his own self. The other were really kind, romantic, passionate, cheerful and carefree, and that what makes him fell for the other. It has already been a week and four days since they got married. They are still a newlywed, and that was even making him feel giddy every time he woke up from his sleep.

"Kouki, wake up." He said softly.

"Em..."

"Kouki.."

"5 more minutes..."

At that, he could only sighed. If it was not for the eyes bag under his husband eyes, he would already hit the other to wake up. He turned his body fully, facing his husband as he just continued to stared and admired the other's features, only to noticed something that was not supposed to be there on the brunette's face. "Ah..he have a really dark circle under his eyes.." He could only frowned. He hate it. He wouldn't blame his husband, since they had just got married and there is still so many things need to do, and being the 'man' in their relationship, the brunette had ask him to take a rest and let him do all the work, instead of doing it together. He of course, had insist about it, but there always have a conditions applied. "I didn't know he was so persistent.." He sighed yet again as he reached out his hand and slowly trace his finger along the dark circle on the other's eyes. "He must be really tired.."

Upon having the cold finger touching the skin under his eyes, Furihata squirmed slightly. He could heard there was a chuckle coming out from his side, and instantly he crack open one of his eyes. He couldn't helped but to let out a small smile upon seeing the person he love the most. He reached out his arms and pulled the shorter into his embrace, as he buried his face on the other's chest. "What's so funny?"

"You." Akashi smirked.

"Huh?"

"You're ugly."

"What? I'm ugly?"

"Yes."

The brunette hissed, but his arms tightened around the other. "Then, I wonder why did you even want to get marry with me so badly."

"Hmm..."

"What?"

"I wonder about that myself too."

At that, Furihata could just sighed. His 'wife', yes, he like to called the shorter man his wife even though the other really didn't like that, but he didn't care. He even had gotten himself a punch on his face when he had proposed the other 2 years ago. After all, the other is a 'woman' in their relationship, so it didn't even bothered him at all. "You know what? you're still as mean as ever, Seijuro."

"I'm absolute, Kouki." Akashi once again smirked.

"Tch.."

"What?"

"Not in the bed, obviously.." The brunette mumbled, but he could heard it perfectly. Instantly there was red flushes creeping up his cheeks. He bit his inner cheeks as he brought up his hands, only to push his husband away. His was was beyond red at that statement. Even when he wanted to opened his mouth to retort, he knew himself better than anyone else that he was a sucker for Furihata Kouki. Even with the slightest touch, or even a peck on either part of his body or face, he would melt instantly and grew weak upon it. The emperor side of him would immediately vanished and the only one left behind is the real Akashi Seijuro, writhing beneath the other as he shamelessly plead at the other to devour him.

"S-shut up."

At the stuttering, Furihata couldn't helped but to chuckled. He lifted his face up and looked at the other and he could see how red his wife face are. "Gosh, he's so cute." He smiled. He brought his right arm and trace his thumb over the other's cheek, as he scolded him, "Don't bite your cheeks, Sei. "

"..."

"Seijuro-"

"Ugh, God I hate you so much!" Akashi said as he give up on biting his inner cheeks and buried his face on the pillow, too embarrassed to death to face the brunette.

"Really? you hate me?" Furihata smirked as his hand slowly slip under the other's shirt and started to rubbed up and down on his wife's back. He could felt the shorter in his embrace stiffen at the sudden touch. His smirk grew wider as his hand move faster and even lower. "But why do I feel it's the opposite?"

"Umhm..." Akashi bit on his lower lips, trying to hold in his moan as his face grew even more hotter. Damn it, he didn't like to be tease like this. This is what he meant by he was a sucker to Furihata Kouki. "S-stop.."

"Answer me first."

"K-kouki!" He silently cursed. Through out these years they have been dating until now, the brunette were becoming more bolder and bolder each time. Usually, the other were scared and were really shy around him when they first started dating, but since a year passed, the other slowly were taking up the control of the upper hand. And now, the other had succeed in controlling him. Though he hate to lose, he didn't mind it since it was his husband the one who surpassed him. And it was just in this 'bed' matter. Though he wouldn't never admitted it, he was kinda scared when the brunette get mad.

"What?"

The hand were going down as it slip inside of his boxer. He jolted in surprised as he let out a moan. He tried to reached his hand and hold onto the other's wrist, only to have him clench on the other's front shirt when he felt a finger pressed against his puckered entrance. He moaned out as his eyes were a bit watery. It's hurt. His husband finger are dry, and so does his hole. "I-it's hurt, Kouki.."

"Hmm?" The finger goes in even deeper, trying to reach the end of it if it was possible. "Can't hear you.."

"..hurt..." He sniffed. "..it's hurt..."

Upon hearing on Akashi's sniff, Furihata immediately stop his teasing and pulled out his finger out of the hole. He couldn't stand seeing his wife cry, even if it only just a bit. The shorter has already let out his tears more than enough during the hardships time when they were dating. It's already enough. He didn't wanted to see it again. He kissed his wife forehead apologetically as he pulled out his hand from the other's boxer and massage the other's ass cheeks gently, trying to sooth the pain. "I'm sorry.." Instead of hearing any reply, he were being pulled even closer by his wife. Even though he couldn't quite hear what did his wife mumbling on his shirt, he could guess that the other probably were cursing him. And he was right since he get a half-heart punch on his back. It was hurt, but it was okay if that what could make the other stopped crying.

They continued to hug and cuddled with each other for another good-slow 10 minutes, before there was heard someone's stomach were grumbling.

"Kouki?"

"Sei, I'm hungry."

"Then, let's go eat."

"Cook for me? please?"

"You... really?" Akashi raise an eyebrow at his husband, and the other just nodded. He sighed. "But we didn't even have any groceries in the fridge. I don't have time to go and buy it." He hummed. "Should I call and ask my maid to-"

"No. Let's go and buy it today, since today we're both free!"

"What?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Come on, it's gonna be fun!" Furihata said cheerfully as he pulled away from him wife and get off from the bed. By now, he was fully awake, not even feeling any urge to sleep anymore since their teasing mini game happened. He could heard the other whined, when he pulled away, but he just let it be. "Come on, Sei.!"

"No, i don't want to."

"What?"

"I want to sleep." The red haired announced as he rearranged back the blanket on top of him and turned away from the brunette. It's true that he was the one to wake up early and wake up his husband, but it doesn't mean he would too. "Just go and buy whatever you want to eat, and I'll cook it."

"So, you don't want to come?"

"No." He hissed in annoyed. "Don't you hear what did I say?"

"Really?" Furihata raise an eyebrow, before there could seen a smirk on his face. He just know really well on just what to make the other come with him. "Okay then. If you don't wanna come, I'll call Ayumi to help with the shopping then." He turned around and walked towards the bathroom, but not before he grabbed his smartphone on the wooden rack beside the computer desk.

Hearing that oh so familiar name ringing in his ears, instantly it make his eyes widen as his heartbeat were beating furiously. No, he wouldn't let that woman near his husband. "No!" That woman were so damn persistent on seducing the brunette, and he could still remembered it clearly when she tried to kiss his husband while acting as thought as she had hurt her ankle.

"Hello? is this Ayumi?"

What? his husband were really going to ask her?!

"Yes, this is Furihata.. are you free right now?"

"The heck?!" He sat up and turned towards where his husband at. He clenched tight his teeth. "Is he serious?!"

"Um, can you accompany me go to the grocer shops?.."

"..!" His hand grabbed onto the pillow he had been sleeping, as his hand clenched tightly.

"Yes, I'll pick you up-"

"NO!" He threw the pillow at the brunette and it directly hit the taller's head. Even though it has already been years, he still got his talent in basketball. It never fade. Heck, it would never fade. He hissed in totally annoyed. He get off from the bed and stomped towards his husband. He snatched the phone away from the taller, and started lashing out on the phone. "YOU, WOMAN! STOP TRYING TO SEDUCE MY HUSBAND! YES, THAT'S RIGHT! WE'RE MARRIED, SO GET AWAY FROM HIM! HE'S MINE, SO BACK OFF!" He quickly end the call as soon as he said that, and put down the phone harshly back on the rack. He huffed in anger and looked up at his husband, glaring at the other hatefully mixing with disappointed. He was really hurt when the other decided to ask the person whom he hate the most to go groceries shopping with him. He raise up his leg, only to stomped it down really hard onto the brunette's left leg, which he earn a loud scream. He didn't care. The other deserved it.

"Auw!" Furihata screamed in pained as he hold his left leg, while standing only on his right leg. "Sei-"

"Suits you!"

The bathroom door slammed right in front of his face before he could even finished his sentence. Even though his foot is in pain, he couldn't helped but to smiled. As he thought, this strategy would definitely make his wife follow him. "Ah... I didn't know he's this jealous.." Indeed, after years of being together, the other had been so opened with his true feelings. He was glad of it. "He's so cute, god damn it! But damn the strength he have.."

And...

He looked at the name flash on his phone screen. "I guess I have to apologize later."

"Is it only just this all?" The cashier look at Akashi as she smile. He just nodded as he hand over his money to the girl. The girl were blushing while taking the money from the other. She had purposely make her movement slow, trying to buy the time for her to be with the handsome gentleman here.

Furihata who had been watching the two, could felt his heart were burning in anger. He hate on how the girl were trying to flirt with his Akashi. But he knew, he didn't even need to jumped in the scene, because he could saw the annoyed look in his wife eyes.

"Could you please hurry?"

"A-ah, yes. I'm so sorry!" The girl apologized as she hand back the changes.

"Tch." He hissed. He looked at the brunette, and the other has already took all the groceries bags. He just smiled softly at the small sweet gesture his husband did. He walked towards the other and take a two bags from the brunette. "Let's go, Kouki."

"Yes, wifey."

"W-wi.. what?!" He turned to looked at the other. "I told you to stop calling me that!"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Kou-" He couldn't even finished his word, the brunette already walk ahead of him. "That guy, really..."

"So... what do you want to eat?" Akashi asked as they both put down their groceries bags on top of the kitchen's counters. He heard the other hummed, as they both began to kept all the things that had buy just now.

"Curry."

"Curry?" He raise an eyebrow at that.

"Yes. Why?"

"No... nothing."

"Could you do it?"

"Of course I can. I'm Akashi Seijuro." He hissed. "What? do you think I can't even cook curry?"

"Correction, you're Furihata Seijuro now." Furihata walked towards the shorter and wrapped his arms around the other's waist from behind. "And no, since you're an Akashi's, I bet you can cook that simple dish, right?" He place a peck on the other cheek.

"Mhmm..."

Seeing how his 'wife' were biting on his lower lips, trying to hold back his moan, he knew that his wife were in vulnerable position right now. If he could tried a bit more, probably the other would succumb to his own lust and-

"Kouki, stop distracting me.!" The red haired smacked him on his hands that were wrapped around the waist.

"What? I can't even kiss my own wife now?" He frowned.

"What? no, it's not that it's..no, wait!- and stop calling me wife! I'm not a woman! Now let go of me!"

"But you're the 'woman' in our-"

"Shut up!" Akashi raise his voice, trying to drowned in the brunette's words while he were blushing. "Now, let go of me, I have to cook!"

"But~"

"I say, let go. Now."

"Yes, wifey."

"Kouki, I told you not to call me-" Before he could even finished, the taller had already unwrapped his arms as he move to the side and were rummaging through one of the groceries bag that contained the vegetables they had bought just now.

"So, what should I help you with?"

He sighed yet again for the fifth time today. He was totally frustrated with the brunette for today. Things kept coming from one to another. "Just peel the carrots and the potatoes. I will do the rest."

"Uh.. Sei, are you sure about this?"

"What?"

"That.." Furihata pointed at the strange color looking liquid boiling in the pot. Instead of looking like the usual brownish curry, it was somehow turn into a dark red color. And it was really really thick. He took the ladle and spoon it up, before he pour it down back onto the pot. He gulped in nervous seeing it. The carrots and potatoes that he had peel 30 minutes ago, were cut into a big chunky and the shape was really hard to describe.

"What's wrong with it?"

His eyes almost wanted to popped out from his socket upon hearing that question coming out from the shorter beside of him. He wanted to yelled, saying what the heck are you cooking?! But he just hold it back. His wife were really trying his hard to cook something for him, and that was what it take for him to not said it. "No.. nothing.."

"Just wait for another 5 minutes and it would be done."

He nodded slowly. He looked surrounding the kitchen, and it was really messy and all the things were scattered all over the kitchen's counter. The sink also were full with unwashed plates, bowls and other things. He could even see the bits of the curry powder on his wife's cheek. Just looking at this kind of surrounding, it already make him afraid of what were his wife are cooking. He had insist on to helped, but the other got mad over it and throw everything that in his reach at him, chasing him out from the kitchen. Truth to be told, in those 30 minutes he just sat at the living room, really were making his heartbeat beat furiously. It was getting on his nerves, whenever he heard clanking noises here and there, and even something drop onto the floor.

But trying to be the best husband he would for Akashi, he just put his trust on the other and let the other do what he wanted to do. But the trust fade too soon and it were replaced with nightmare, when he saw what was on the kitchen counter beside the half cut onion. It was a cartoon of milk. Milk. He immediately pale at that. The other were not suppose to use that milk, he should use the coconut milk.

"Okay, the carrots and the potatoes already soft enough." Akashi said as he poked at the carrots and potatoes with the chopsticks. He bend down a bit and lower down the heat, before he goes towards the cutlery cabinet. He stand on the tip of his toes, and grabbed two plates from it. He then goes towards the dining table and put it there. "Kouki, could you please bring the rice here?"

"Ah, sure." The brunette snapped from his daze as he grabbed two kitchen's cloth and hold onto the side of the rice cooker, and brought out the pot, bringing it to the dining table too before he switched off the switch.

"Okay, it's done." He smiled softly as he turned off the gas. He did the same as what Furihata did, and brought out the dishes outside to the
table.

"Uh..em.."

Few minutes had passed and there was seen the two of them sitting across each other. Akashi had a blush on his face, while Furihata had a scared look on his face. The curry were poured down on each one other side' of the plate. "Then, let's eat!"

"Ah...yeah.." As soon as the curry entered Furihata's mouth and a drop of it fall down on his tongue, he already had the urge to puke it back out, but he just hold it and swallow all of it. He looked up and he could saw the worried face his wife made.

"I-Is it okay?"

"E-em.." He just nodded. His eyes quickly look down, not wanting to meet with the other's heterochromatic eyes. Holy cow, the taste were really weird! and it was so spicy! In fact, it was too spicy! It also was too sweet and it just.. really wrong! It taste way too milky and it was too thick that he had a hard time to swallowed it.

"K-Kouki?"

He cleared out his throat. "Y-yes?"

"Why? is it that bad?"

"H-huh?"

"I could see it on your face."

"I-it's not. It's kind of tasty!"

"R-really?"

"Y-yeah." He just nodded.

Akashi smiled at that, relieved that the other had said it was tasty despite the look. He spoon up the curry and lifted it to his mouth. And as soon as he had a taste of it, he really wanted to puke. He cupped his hand over his mouth and stood up from there, dashing towards the sink. He threw out back all the curry in his mouth as he washed his mouth with the water. It taste so horrible. He, himself wouldn't dare to call it was a food, but despite that, his husband.. Unknowingly, his eyes become watery and it was not even 3 seconds later, the tears started to rolled down his cheeks. He had failed to become a 'wife' in this house.

Seeing the shorter's body were heaving up and down, Furihata stood up and goes towards his wife and pulled him gently into his embrace from behind. "You don't have to cry, Sei." He tightened his arms around the other's waist.

"..."

"Sei..."

"It was really t-terrible, Kouki.."

"No, it's not that bad-"

"Don't lie to me!" Akashi raise his voice as he turned around to face the brunette, still in the taller's embrace. "I've failed! I-"

"You already try your best, Sei. And that was really something." The brunette leaned in and peck him on the forehead. "I'm proud of you."

At this, he felt the urge for him to cry even harder. This is one of the reasons why he had fell in love with the brunette, despite he was just an ordinary person. Well to him, in his eyes, the other were really special. He buried his face onto the crook of the other's neck as he sobbed even harder. Ah, he hate it. He had became so sensitive over even just a trivial matter. But screwed it, if he could get Furihata to cradle him in his arms, he didn't mind. After all, they're a married couple now. There was nothing that were needed to hide anymore.

After seeming like five long minutes, he could finally gathered his voice back up and he couldn't hold back on making a retort as he sniffed. "We should call Atsushi to deliver us some foods."

At that, Furihata could only chuckled as he nodded. "Yeah, we should." He giggled. He pulled away, only to lift up the other's chin, so that he were looking at him. He smirked. "Good job, Furihata Seijuro. I really am proud of you." He patted the other's head softly. "Thank you for trying to fulfill my wish despite you didn't even know anything about cooking."

"S-stop being so cheesy, idiot." Akashi said as he buried back his face onto the other's chest while there was a smile on his face. Damn it, he really love the brunette too much. He wrapped his arms around the other as he nuzzled his face even deeper, inhaling the other's scent that he love so much.

OMAKE

"YOU, WOMAN! STOP TRYING TO SEDUCE MY HUSBAND! YES, THAT'S RIGHT! WE'RE MARRIED, SO GET AWAY FROM HIM! HE'S MINE, SO BACK OFF!"

"Huh?"

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know."

"Who's that, Tetsuya?"

"I'm sure it is Akashi-kun.."

"Why? what does he want?"

Kuroko just shrugged his shoulders as he continued to leaned back against his husband broad chest. He really like it being in the other's strong embrace. It was as thought as he are being protected when he are in the other's embrace. He looked up and stared at his husband face. "I think Akashi-kun is in his period."

"What?" Kagami raised an eyebrow, as he looked down to meet with his small husband's stare.

A/N: Done for the first drabble, as request from Maiden Warrior! (I will try to do all of your suggestion, but that's if only I can, lol) So, how is it? I'm sorry if it didn't meet your expectation.. *bow* Please leave some reviews and if you have any request to make, please do tell me! You just have to request like this (on the below)

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