Author's Note: This might be my favorite one. Hope you guys enjoy it!
Kazuo x Mitsuko
Prompt: I'll write our characters living together.
"Souma, come pick up your shit!"
Kazuo leaned against the wall, arms crossed, fuming silently. He resisted the urge to glare at Mitsuko as she appeared in front of him, holding a painted mug filled with what looked like tea.
Fighting to keep his face expressionless, Kazuo nodded towards the ground. "You left your shoes out again."
Shortly after moving in with Kazuo, Mitsuko had been shocked to find out how picky he was about keeping his place clean. The unexpected tick amused her, but she tried not to push the limits too far. As Kazuo was so fond of reminding her, he was "doing her a favor and could throw her back on the street in a second if given a reason."
She restrained herself from rolling her eyes. "Oh, excuse me." She bent down to pick up her shoes. As she stood back up, she raised her mug slightly. "There's some for you in the kitchen." She turned and walked off, intending to toss the shoes in her room.
Kazuo let out a frustrated sigh. "Of course there is," he muttered to himself, walking to the kitchen.
Sure enough, a full mug was waiting for him. He wasn't sure why that made him scowl. He took a sip — it was hot.
Kazuo looked up to see Mitsuko leaning on the doorframe. She raised an eyebrow. "Happy?"
"Slightly more so," he allowed. She smirked.
"Tea alright?" Kazuo nodded curtly.
Mitsuko offered him half an uncertain smile. "Right, well, I'm going out. I'll be back… later." Kazuo didn't respond, but his dark eyes followed her until she was out of sight.
So maybe she wasn't that bad to have around.
But he'd never admit it to her, so it didn't matter.