Chapter Sixty One: A Common Courtesy
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Song Playing: We Speak No Americano
Theme 62: Appear
Being on his own for so long had caused Hiruma to develop a few bad household habits. Little things that would have driven a roommate or girlfriend insane. Nothing mean spirited; it was mostly stuff like not closing the door when he went to the restroom, drinking straight out of the milk carton, and leaving dirty socks on the furniture. Since there was no one around to correct him about those types of things he kept right on doing them without a second thought. He wasn't hurting anybody. Besides it was his motto that if it ain't broke, don't fix it.
However the day his girlfriend walked in on him standing in front of the toilet doing his business made him wish that he had made the effort to adjust some of those habits before they decided to move in together.
In that moment, the only thing louder than his manly yelp was her high pitched squeak of embarrassment.
"Fucking hell!" The blonde's hands flew down as he fumbled with zipping his fly back up. "Didn't anyone teach you to knock?!"
Meanwhile Mamori slammed the bathroom door shut with such a force that it rattled the few pictures she had put up on the walls. She felt like her face was on fire with the force of her blush. "Didn't anyone teach you to close the door?!"
"I'm not used to having someone else in the house!" He shouted back through the closed door. By now he had managed to right himself, and was busying himself with washing his hands. He couldn't ever remember being this humiliated in his entire life: adult or otherwise. "You can come in now."
Slowly she pushed the door open and let out a relieved sigh at the sight of him decent again. Even, if that particular image was forever burned into her memory.
Using his foot to flush, as he was still drying his hands, he turned to face her. "What'd you need anyway?"
"Oh!" She reached over and swiped something that looked like a rubber band from off the counter. "I left my hair tie in here."
Living with another person was going to take some getting used to.