Prompt: Sesshomaru brings Kagome breakfast in bed.
Kagome stirred as she felt something settle on the bed beside her.
She blearily opened her eyes to see Sesshomaru looking down at her from his side of the bed, his expression tender. "Good morning," she said, wincing at how raspy her voice sounded.
"Good morning," he said, sounding as infuriatingly perfect as he looked. "I apologize. I did not intend to wake you."
That was when she noticed the tray beside her, filled with far more food than either of them could ever eat. Bright flowers had been tucked into an old sake container, likely because she doubted Sesshomaru owned any vases of her own.
Her eyes brimmed with tears. He'd listened. Last night as they'd curled up together following their intimate activities, she'd sleepily confessed that she'd always dreamt her lover would break her breakfast in bed. It was a girl's dream, one Kagome had long since given up on now that she was almost thirty, but Sesshomaru had listened.
Sesshomaru, the daiyokai who would sooner eviscerate something than dig in the dirt, had brought her flowers and breakfast while she was in bed.
"You brought me flowers," she said, her voice wavering, "and breakfast."
He nodded and then looked a little apprehensive. "It was what you desired," he admitted stiffly and she realized his desire to ensure her needs and wants were met went far deeper than she'd realized. "I would see you happy in all things. This is only a small token of what I hope to provide for you."
Her heart melted and any lingering regrets she'd had about starting this new relationship with Sesshomaru fled away. She'd never felt more cherished than she did then. "Thank you," she said as she patted the space next to her so he would sit down beside her.
He did and only then did she realize how stiff his body was. He was clearly still waiting to see that he'd met her expectations and evidently her answer hadn't been enough to satisfy him.
"This is perfect," she said, moving to press a gentle kiss to his lips. "You're perfect. No one has ever done so much for me, Sesshomaru. Thank you."
Just like that, his tension melted away and a small smile spread across his face. "Hnn."
She shuffled up next to him, arranging his arm so it wrapped around her, and then gestured for him to settle the tray over their laps. "You'll eat with me, right?"
"It is meant for you."
She pressed a kiss to his jaw. "Nothing would make me happier than to share this meal with someone I love."
He nodded, a faint blush on his cheeks, but he waited for her to choose first before he moved to eat.
And that fragile, tiny love blossomed in Kagome's chest.