Day Diary Entry 2: Dependence
This one slightly deviates from the "what if they are not the characters that they are in K" trail…it's more of a SaruXFem!Mi AU. A tiny little domestic scene, as per anon tumblr request. Hope it makes up for the angst of the first chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own K or the characters, they belong to GoRa and GoHands respectively.
"Oh my god….uggh…" a fatigued, blue-black haired man sighed for the umpteenth time that night. It was well beyond midnight, maybe one or two in the morning already, and there he was, still glued to his work desk. On either side of his laptop on his desk were piles upon piles of reports that had yet to be looked over and corrected. Most of those reports, rather than needing just a once-over, more like needed to be completely rewritten from scratch. Fushimi Saruhiko, aged 35, sighed as he rubbed his tired eyes. How long had he been working for Scepter 4 again? Why were his subordinates still making the same amateur mistakes when it came to submitting reports?
The desk lamp was also heated from the long hours of being on, he had been burning through the hours of the night, and all was silent save for the constant ticking of the clock, and the occasional creak of the floorboards downstairs. The tired man was ready to conk out any minute now…until a warm aroma hit his nose. The rich scent of cooking food drifted into his room, and he slowly looked up to see a plate of warm , rich cinnamon toast and a cup of hot coffee being placed onto his desk. "Hmm…..?" he looked up to see Misaki, his wife of ten years, clad in an apron over pink pajamas.
"You've worked for quite a long time now, why don't you take a break, dear?" She asked as he rubbed his stiff shoulders, leaning down to rest her head on his shoulder. "Ughh….these reports are all due tomorrow…I've got to make sure they're all presentable." He sighed as he pulled his wife into his lap and snuggled with her, burying his face into the crook of her neck, savouring the warm softness of her skin. "Ohh….well, take a break and eat something first before you keep working?" She asked as she held a bite of toast to his mouth.
He accepted the toast easily, eyes drooping a bit as a wave of drowsiness hit him. "Ahh…..it's great as always. Thank god you're here…" once again in the ten years that they were married, he felt grateful for Misaki's existence. "Hey hey….wake up. You still have work you need to finish, so focus on eating and refreshing, then try to finish up quickly so you can still catch some z's, ok?" Misaki chided lightly. She didn't really want to pressure her husband, but the faster he finished his work, the more sleep he could salvage for the rest of the night before he had work again tomorrow.
"Hnnnn….I don't want to….Misaki~ let's make our third child~" he whined, grabbing hold of his wife as she tried to get out of his lap. "You seriously need your sleep if you're going to go spout nonsense like this. I really ought to-" she was about to speak her mind, but a loud wailing, followed by grumbles and calls of "Mama!" could be heard from down the hall. The Fushimi couple looked worriedly towards the door, albeit for very different reasons. "Well, that's my cue. I'd better go see what they need." Misaki freed herself from Saruhiko's desperate grip.
"Haah~ they're every bit like you, aren't they? So whiny…." Saruhiko couldn't help but gripe and complain just a tiny bit. He had been working late into the night, he was tired as hell, his wife was the only one who could give him solace, yet his children had to wake up at such an untimely hour simply because their mother was not in their room with them. "Hmph. I guess this is also proof that they're definitely your children. So needy." She jokingly replied as she planted a kiss on his cheek. "Try not to work too late, darling. It's not good for your health." She would have liked to linger a bit longer as her husband began to make out with her, but more vehement screams from down the hall snapped her out of it and she ended the make out session, much to the disappointment of the blue clansman.
"I'd better see what Shou and Hanako want…I'll see you bed. Remember, don't push it if it's really a bother." She replied as she stood up to go. "Misaki." Saruhiko held onto her hand as she turned to make her way to the door. "Hm?" She turned around to ask of his inquiry. Kissing the palm of her hand, he replied in relief, "Thanks. I don't know what I'd do without you."
Aaaannnd here it is! Just a bit of a slice-of-life scene of a domestic SaruFem!Mi family…I hope I didn't disappoint! I know Misaki seems oddly tame here, but it's 1 or 2 am in the morning, they've been married for 10 years, and Misaki has given birth twice…I would think she'd have mellowed out a bit and become more motherly. I mean, others might have a different view, but this is what I think…Yata strikes me as a person who is passionate, easy to anger, and really prideful, but deep down he (or she, as Fem!Misaki) really cares about his family and friends.