Chapter 8 [ Last chapter ]

"Ugh…" Yokozawa grumbled as he woke up, scratching his head, glancing around only to find Kirishima nowhere in sight.

He massaged his tired hips that were still cramping like hell since last night. The numb and sore sensation felt at his lower body region as he stood up slowly reminded him of the lingering night they had yesterday. "Damn… That bastard…!"

The moment he stood up, he felt something trickling out of his body.

"Shit…!" He cursed. Yesterday was just too tired for him to even move his body to get to the bathroom that he had just rolled over and fallen asleep after doing that numerous times, thanks to that bastard. Geez, Kirishima's stamina wasn't proportional to his age at all. His grayish eyes surveyed his current status and environment— looks like he had to get a shower right away and clean up.

Yokozawa got out of the bathroom, drying his hair as he walked to the kitchen.

"Morning, Yokozawa~!" Kirishima closed the fridge door, greeting in a happy tone as he stepped in.

"… Morning." Yokozawa's eyes narrowed in irritation. Why does he show no signs of fatigue at all?

"So cold," Kirishima grimaced childishly at the cold attitude Yokozawa was giving him. "Still sore from yesterday?" He grabbed Yokozawa's hips, hand sliding further down, massaging the butt muscles. "I'll try to control my strength next time."

"!" He shot a murderous glare at the cheeky man, his face turning red. "Bastard, yesterday—!"

"Papa, Onii-chan, good morning!" Hiyori hopped into the kitchen. The two adults immediately separated themselves apart at the entrance of the little girl.

"G-good morning, Hiyo…" Yokozawa stuttered.

"Good~morning~Hiyo~!"

"Did something good happened, papa?" Hiyori went up and hugged her father. "You're in such a good mood!"

"Yupp." Kirishima patted his daughter's head with a grin on his face. "Yesterday Onii-chan helped me with my calories burning exercise!"

"Really?" Hiyori blinked her eyes. "What exercise? Teach me too!"

"Well, just—"

"WHA—OI!" Yokozawa snapped at the word exercise. He could feel his face as hot as oven. Just what the hell was he saying in front of Hiyo!

"Huh? What's wrong, Onii-chan?" Hiyo directed her gaze to Yokozawa, confused. "Your face is all red, Onii-chan, are you having fever?"

Hiyori's remark made Kirishima burst out laughing.

"No. The weather was hot, that's all." Yokozawa lied, getting himself some water and ice cube from the fridge to show that he really was feeling hot. "Oh yeah. There's cake in the fridge left for you, Hiyo."

"Really? Yay I love cakes!" She exclaimed, opening the fridge. "Butter cake!" Hiyori took out the cake box and put it on the table.

"Birthday?" As she took out the cake from the box, the 'Happy Birthday' logo caught her attention. Confused, she turned back and questioned in doubt. "Who's birthday? It's not papa's or mine… Ah! Is it your birthday Onii-chan?!"

HUH? Yokozawa's face went blank, the words Hiyori said echoing in his mind.

"Ah, no. We just feel like eating cake, that's all, right Yokozawa?" Kirishima remarked casually, trying to cover the nervous, tensed up expression on his face as he lead Hiyori away from the kitchen, from the murderous aura emitting out from Yokozawa's body, as Yokozawa clenched his teeth and balled his fist, like a wild bear that was ready to attack anyone within vision.

"Er, Hiyo—"

"Oh! I left something back at Yuki-chan's house! I'll go and get it now." Hiyori recalled, rushing to the door to wear her slippers and exited the apartment.

The door shut a tad after she went away, leaving a man and a bear—I mean two adults alone in the house.

"…Kirishima-san…!"

"Well… Don't glare at me like that... People make mistakes."

"…Mistakes…?" A dark expression covered his face, the corner of his lip twitched as his eyes locked on his target in sight. The thoughts of what he had gone through yesterday – starting from the morning when he had fucked up his brain on presents and plans, feeling guilty AS WELL AS doing something he deemed embarrassing, unconditionally making his blood pressure and level of irritation shoot up, breaking his anger threshold as he inhaled one long deep breath and roared, his glass shattering voice directed directly at the man who's now displaying an innocent face. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

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Finally the last chapter! :) Thank you for reading! ^v^