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YOUR EYES SLOWLY FLUTTERS TO OPEN AS THE WINDOW SHEERS LET OUT A MERE SUNLIGHT, you yawned and rubbed your eyes. And there is the realization that just have hit you hard on the head.

You were sleeping in one of Daisuke's huge bedrooms, the breeze from the window was warming your skin. And to add in, you were only wearing you underwear with an extremely oversized white shirt.

"Who the frick changed my clothes?!-"

And as you tried to get out from the bed you were currently on, you noticed a pair of strong arms was around your waist.

You were surprised. You tried to remove his grip from you but he just pulled you tighter against his chest with his face on the crook of your neck.

Your cheeks starting to heat up as you felt his steady breath on your exposed neck. The moment felt like heaven but it still felt like hell at the same time. Its complicated.

He was tugging you in his hug, and for some reason it felt so comfortable to you. "Stop it (Y/n). Get yourself out from there."

An idea ticked your head to just go with the basic pushing-him with your hands to get out from his tight grip. And it actually worked, but it only made him wake up too.

As you hopped off from the bed, you sighed in relief. What a great way to start the early mornings. Hint the sarcastic feels.

You looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was only seven. Must be the earliest time you've woken up for. Well, you could have sleep more if you were just all alone laying on the bed.

"(Y/n).." a gentle voice spoke near. It was Daisuke, he pulled himself out from bed as he strokes his fingers on his messy, slick dark hair. You looked at him sternly.

He notices you and smiles. "That's called staring, amorcito." he says and you quickly looked away from realization. You denied at his shame idea, "In your dreams, millionare bastard." your cheeks puffed red.

You started streching your muscles as you processed everything that is happening in your mind. "So I ate dinner and slept for the rest of the night in this monster's house. Great, just great."

You were about to pull the doorknob ti'll the man that is still on the master bed spoke, "Make breakfast for me, amorcitooo.."

Giving him a look of disgust like the usual, you shaked your head and turned the doorknob. "What made you think I'll follow your orders, idiot? I'm leavin-"

"But you're my assistant."

"Excuse me but, that's not part of the contract. I'll only be your assistant at work."

"You're still my assistant."

This man is so stubborn, looks like a fully matured adult but really is completely like a seven year old. He thinks that he would always get what he wants.

You crossed your arms as you lean your back on the door frame. "And what exactly will you do if I don't cook for you?" you lift one of your brow for sassy look.

He stands up and walks towards you, you realized he wasn't wearing anything except for his shorts. "Oh sh*t, I don't like this. I'm going now- bye!--"

When you are about to sprint of from the door, Daisuke grabs your wrist and pushes you against the wall. Why does he always do this?

"Then I'll eat you instead." he whispers as he stares at your pink hue colored eyes. His moist lips touches yours ti'll it got down on your jawline and to your neck. His breath hitches your skin making you flinch.

You felt your face flush a really dark red color, you were still not used to this scheming that he always does to you.

You push him off you with your hands again and start running out from the room while yelling, "Fine, its a deal! I'll cook! Whatever!" you stomped off.

"That idiot has so much skills to make me so pissed!"

You didn't exactly know what Daisuke's favorite meal is so you asked the calm man who was always ordered around by Daisuke. He answers that Daisuke doesn't mind eating anything you cook.

That wasn't the answer you expected but, you just started taking out ingredients from the fridge to start cooking a quick breakfast. Work starts around nine and you don't wanna be late for that.

While you were preparing breakfast, you started a chill conversation with the man who was just standing near you. "So, what's your name?"

He hesitates to speak, you noticed that. "C'mon, I won't let Daisuke hurt you if you just tell me your name." you told him with rolling eyes.

The man sighs in relief and replies, "I'm Henji Usai. Call me Usai-san instead."

You nodded and smiled to him. "Nice to meet you, I'm (Y/n) Kato."

"Nice to meet you to, Kato-san."

"Oh please, I prefer (Y/n)-san."

"Okay.. (Y/n)-san."

You were cooking an omelette with cooked meat, the smell of it on the frying pan is just so good. You were concentrating a lot ti'll Usai suddenly spoke.

"Kambe-sama was always emotionless and calm whenever he is in here but once you came, its like its the first time I saw him smile." he finishes, a curve twitching on his lips.

You paused for a bit as you heard what he just said, you had no idea how to react to that or neither reply at his sentence.

"And I never saw him bring a woman here at his house, and gently carry someone into his room. Its just so surprising for me." he continues, you only felt blank and empty as you listened to him.

You changed the topic of the conversation, "Uhm, do you think this is good for a breakfast?.. Usai-san?" you asked him. He glances at your cook and formed a thumbs-up on one of his hands.

He starts preparing the dining table as you gently placed the plates on top of it. You wiped the sweat that was sliding down on your forehead. Its been a long time since you've cook meals.

You were about to sit down ti'll you felt touchy arms snake around your waists and hips. Daisuke pressed his lips on the crook your neck. Your eyes widens.

"U-Uhh- I've already did what you told me! Did you forget the deal?!-" you jumped out from his hug with an annoyed expression. Your cheeks and ears doing its thing again as you were in a karate position.

The alluring raven man sits down on his chair with a small smile forming on his lips. "Whatever you say, amorcito."

You also sat down on your chair and grumpily eats, roughly forking the meat and egg with a pout of irritation. (a/n: rip food ;|)

You start chewing the food in your mouth while saying, "And can you stop calling me that stupid nickname! I have a name, you know!"

He grins at you, his eye smile showing. "Don't talk when your mouth is full, amorcito." he winks.

Your head boils in frustration, its so hard to keep up a conversation with this millionare bastard. You just chewed your food aggresively. "Just stop calling me that, idiot!"

"You don't like me calling you amorcito?"

You aggresively shaked your head with a frown at him. It only made him play with you more. He grins, "Then can I just call you mine?"

(a/n: and i 0Opsiez!--)

You almost choked on your food. Such cringy things to say coming from a millionare bastard. You gave him a look of disgust, "You know what, just stick with amorcito. I don't really care anymore."

"Okay, amorcitooo."

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