Chapter 50: HOW THE FUCK ARE THERE FIFTY CHAPTERS
(Panda wrote this one all by herself after being inspired by an OTP prompt on Tumblr a looong time ago sorry this took forever)
Sango: *drops bags on the floor and collapses face first onto the bed*
Sango: hhhhhhhhhhhhh
Miroku: you okay love?
Sango: HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Miroku: *puts hands up and slowly backs away* okay then...
Sango: *sits up and turns to face him* how are you feeling?
Miroku: *stops backing away* uhhh...fine?
Sango: *squints eyes* are you sure? Because you really scared me on that plane...
Miroku: I'm fine, I'm fine; rest assured, I shall have no more problems
Sango: well...good...remind me to never give you pastry filling again
Miroku: *eyes widen*
Sango: what? What is it?
Miroku: *runs to the bathroom*
Sango: *sighs* oh.
Sango: *plops onto the bed, stares at the ceiling, and waits for Miroku to return*
Miroku: *finally comes back into the room, assuming Sango fell asleep, slowly closing the door and turning off the light before climbing into bed next to her*
Sango: *turns to face him* you okay?
Miroku: AAH—oh you're awake *visibly sweating*
Sango: *laughs* did I actually scare you?!
Miroku: I thought you were asleep!
Sango: you of all people should know I don't fall asleep that easily!
Miroku: well yeah but we've had a long day! We've been traveling! I thought you'd be tired! I thought you—
Sango: *puts a hand on his shoulder* it's okay, Roku, it's okay
Miroku: okay, good.
Sango: you know...we haven't exactly had a real good night's sleep in a while
Miroku: that's true...something always comes up...
Sango: it feels so nice to be home...Paris was making me feel all sorts of iffy
Miroku: *raises eyebrow* oh?
Sango: well, it just, I dunno, I... *cheeks turn pink* I may have...been feeling out of place...I told Kagome...Miroku, I almost wanted to...have an affair
Miroku: Sango...
Sango: it was nothing, Miroku, I felt like we shouldn't have gotten married or something and that I should have dated other people so I was contemplating...I'm sorry...
Miroku: *looks into her eyes* do you still feel that way?
Sango: *shakes her head* I don't think so
Miroku: you aren't sure?
Sango: no, I'm sure, I would never do something like that, we're married, I couldn't
Miroku: is that the only reason?
Sango: I don't know what you want me to say
Miroku: it isn't about what I want you to say, love. I just want you to speak your mind. *turns to face away from her* think about it. Have a good night
Sango: *pushes on his shoulder to turn him back the other way and stares at him intently* Miroku I love you
Miroku: *sits up*
Sango: *grabs his face and pushes him back down with a kiss*
Miroku: well this is not what I expected
Sango: are you complaining?
Miroku: not a chance
Narrator: THE NEXT MORNINGGGGG
Sango: *yawns* you up yet?
Miroku: *sits up suddenly* I smell something burning
Sango: *still groggy* I'm sure it's nothing...come on, time for sleep... *attempts to rest her hand on Miroku's chest*
Miroku: *already out of bed and yanks Sango up* your house is in danger
Sango: *struggles to keep up with her husband as he runs downstairs to the kitchen*
Kirara: oh! You're up! Pancake? *gestures to pile of suspiciously dark flapjacks*
Miroku: what the fuck are you doing here?
Sango: oh shit! I completely forgot! I asked Kirara to house-sit for us while we were gone...
Miroku: *raises eyebrow* you've been here all night?
Kirara: ohhh yeah, and let me tell you, you guys are LOUD