Chapter 8
"How long is he staying?" I asked as we put Mizuki's things away in one of the gmany guest rooms.
Usagi stared for a second then started laughing.
"Are you waiting for the time he leaves or something?"
"Ah.. No. I just wanted to know how long I'd be making dinner for three..."
"Are you jealous?" He said, coming closer.
"Stop!"
"Why? You seem to always end up enjoying it, so-"
"No but-"
"No interruptions, ever since this morning, I've been holding back. But right now-"
"MIZUKI IS STANDING. IN. THE DOORWAY!"
He suddenly let go.
"I was just putting my shoes up here..." He looked angry.
"Seems like I was interrupting you guys." His eye twitched before he threw his shoes down and slammed the door. A smile was still present on his face.
"Heh, I'll go talk to him." Usagi said, quickly kissing my cheek before heading out the door.
"GYAAAA!" I said, furiously rubbing my cheek as I hid my blush by stuffing my face in a pillow.
*Mizuki's POV*
"Mizuki, are you okay? Is something bothering you?"
I looked to him, I tried my best to make tears form.
"Why didn't you tell me you were lovers with... HIM."
"Is that a problem?"
My face changed. I decided not to dwell on this situation.
I figured I would have to monopolize him another way.
"Of course not! I was just surprised..."
"How long have you guys been together?"
"Two years."
I flinched. He was committed...
I looked to my right and saw Misaki coming down the stairs.
I figured I would have to monopolize him another way.
