- Day 34: Cuddle time-
9:37 pm
Misaki and Takumi laid in silence, with Misaki wrapped in Takumi's arms as they watched the television facing their bed. Takumi was shirtless, as he preferred to sleep while Misaki wore her nightgown. Takumi started to play with the strands of Misaki's hair completely drowning out what the television was saying. He twisted a strain of hair around his finger, twirling it around before pulling his finger away to then repeat the action.
He had never seen Misaki's hair longer than it was in high school. Was she going to let It grow out longer or perhaps cut it again when it reaches a certain length? He didn't mind it either way as long as he got to play with her hair.
Everything about Misaki became an obsession for him. He saw no flaw when he looked at her. He gently ran his hand through her hair, letting it flow through his fingers, before it trailed down her neck, then her shoulder. It slowly ran against her bosom to tease her before he rested it on her waist.
Misaki remained unaffected by his actions as it was normal by now. He did this every night they laid together. She reached her hand into a bowl to take up a bunny apple from the pile Takumi made for her. She didn't get why he kept cutting the apples like a bunny just because she ate them like this in her childhood but she didn't complain about it. She enjoyed eating the cute shape fruit cut by him. Maybe she was blinded by love but it seemed like the apples tasted better when he did this.
She stared at the perfectly cut apple. Why didn't Takumi become a chef?
"Takumi," She called his name. "Why did you become a doctor instead of a chef?"
Takumi buried his head in her shoulder inhaling her scent then said, "Because I wanted to help save lives Misa. Why?"
"You use to cook for the maid latte at one point and you're really talented with food. I guess anyone would've assumed your passion was food," She explained taking a bite of the apple slice.
Takumi smiled against her skin at her words. "I told you Misaki, I cook food at the maid latter to impress you. Also, if I cooked the food, rather than sitting at a table doing nothing, I could spend my time helping you with your job. I wanted to be close to you. I love food but it was never my passion."
"Oh," Misaki answered in surprise. To do a job where you didn't need the money, just to spend time with someone, he must have really liked her. Sad she never really noticed it at times.
"Why? Would you have wanted me to be a chef?" He questioned, inhaling her cinnamon scent which came from her body wash.
"No," Misaki replied shaking her head. "I wanted you to do whatever made you happy. However, I wouldn't have been surprised if you became one."
"Maybe one day I'll open a cafe with Misaki mascots," He said planting a kiss on her shoulder.
"Please don't," Misaki said cringing at the idea. That was something she never wanted to see. She took the bowl of bunny apples and placed it on the dresser beside the bed. Once it was carefully placed on the dresser where it wouldn't fall over, she turned around to face Takumi. Without a second thought, she snuggled close to his body so she could cuddle with him.
She placed her hands on his stomach feeling the outlines of his abs.
"Woah there tiger," She heard him say.
"Don't even think about it," Misaki warned Takumi from doing whatever came to his mind.
He placed a kiss on her forehead before he continued to play with her hair as Misaki watched television whilst laying on his chest.
"I don't know what you mean," He answered enjoying the moment. He had to enjoy treasure these moments for when Misaki would have to travel again and leave him all alone.
A/N: I will post another chapter Saturday.
Q: What would you like to see happen in their marriage life? Besides a baby.
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