a/n: FINALLY I FINISHED THIS FIC I SPECIALLY MADE FOR EMOREO (and promoting the server) BUT ALSO LIKE FUCK SLOTH AND PROCRASTINATION

"What time is it?" Chastity asked, lying on the floor beside Lust, who was barely wearing clothes. This was their millionth round of chasing each other until they got exhausted, except this time at least Lust had fabric on her body.

She glanced at Lust, idly fidgeting with the cuffs of her clothes. The scraps of spandex barely covering the sin's body couldn't even be called a bikini.

Her rival groaned, pink hair falling off her face to the floor. "How should I know? I'm not the weatherman."

Chastity froze, fingers still on her sleeves. "What?"

Lust moved her hand to her face, covering her eyes. "I said what I said." she mumbled.

That's when Chastity realized something was wrong. Lust never mumbled. She only has two modes: outdoor voice and seductive whisper. She pushed herself up, then faced the sin laying beside her. Lust was shivering. She never shivered, not even with her barely-covering-her-body clothes. She never got cold. Something was wrong.

"Lust?"

"...Mmmh."

"Lust!"

"Ugh..."

"Are you injured!?" Chastity asked, shifting her position to kneeling.

No response.

This is getting worse and worse, Chastity thought.

She decided to try and see Lust's spirit gauge.

5%. It's a wonder she's still in her human form.

"Lust!!" Chastity yelled. "Why's your spirit gauge so low!?"

Five seconds pass in silence. Chastity decided to carry Lust to her apartment. Slowly, she touched her arm. In a poof of dust, Lust's human body changed to her mini form.

That certainly makes my job easier, she thought. Chastity picks up the limp mini form of Lust and started walking.

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She arrived at the door. From outside, it looks ordinary, but Chastity gently nudged the door open... and found a pristine room.

I didn't expect this... Lust usually has some toys laying around.

Then she remembered, she'd just conducted a decontamination yesterday. And two days ago. And a week ago. And a month ago...

At least now she knows why Lust had nearly nothing in her spirit gauge. Sighing, Chastity laid Lust on her bed and took out one of Lust's items that she'd confiscated recently. She held up the pink thing, considering if she should return it, when she heard a weak voice from behind her.

"You should try it out... it feels pretty good."

Chastity dropped her arm and turned. "You're up."

Lust, still in her bunny form, nodded weakly. She didn't even reply with words, which worried Chastity. There was quiet for several minutes that felt like years.

"Why didn't you say anything?" Chastity finally said, breaking the silence.

She could barely make out the answer. "I did."

Chastity frowned. "You did?"

She sat down on the floor and thought about it, hard.

"I've been telling you so," Lust said faintly, "but you just said I was lying."

Oh.

"I... I guess I was too obsessed with keeping you restrained, I didn't even bother to check." Chastity admitted. She looked up. Lust is still in her mini form, smiling weakly at her.

"I get it," Lust mumbled. "It's okay."

Chastity got up and dusted off her clothes. "Have you eaten at all today?"

Lust nodded. "Breakfast," she murmured.

"It's 5 PM. Are you serious?" Chastity said, mid brushing off dust, slapping her hands on her thighs. "I'll cook something."

"Don't have to..."

The blonde ignored Lust and walked towards the fridge. She opened it and found one singular chicken egg and a ton of bananas, for some reason. "Bananas and one egg? How do you live like this?"

Lust groaned. "I don't cook," she slurred. "You can just order takeout..."

"And eat unsanitary food? No, thank you. I'm going to get groceries." Chastity deadpanned, adjusting her layers of clothes. She considered the toy in her pocket, then took it out and placed it on Lust's sofa on her way out. "I'll be back soon."

"'Kay."

Chastity opened the door, then closed it gently as she walked out of the house.

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An hour later, Chastity was back with three bags of organic groceries. She'd regretted it, as she's not a very wealthy spirit, but she didn't mind that much.

She tried to kick open the door as slowly as possible, but it still slammed open and jolted Lust awake. Now, Lust is in her human form, in pajamas with pink bunny patterns. Chastity wasn't sure if what Lust was wearing could be considered pajamas. She was in a tank top and matching short shorts, but they seem like they're used for sleeping, so they must pajamas.

"You're back," Lust said, rubbing her eyes. "I thought you'd gone home."

Chastity used her feet to close the door. She raised an eyebrow. "I'm not going to leave you barely conscious like that."

"I thought you hated sins."

"As your rival, I know better than anyone what would happen if you disappeared," Chastity answered, walking towards the fridge. She started taking out bananas and replacing them with her groceries, leaving some out. "Do you like spicy food?"

Lust followed her into the kitchen, shaking her head. "Not really."

Chastity pointed to the water dispenser. "Drink something while you wait."

She obliged, pulling out a mug, filling it with water, offering it to the sweaty and tired Chastity (Chastity said no) and then drinking it.

A moment of quietude blanketed over the two of them as Chastity attempted to make chopping onions tidy, and as Lust stared at the table-top full of bananas.

"Why'd you do this for me?" Lust mused, draining her mug. "I'm up and functioning. You can leave now if you want to."

Chastity wiped her teary eyes (from the onion) on her sleeve. "Do you want me to leave?" she said, sniffling a little.

Lust wordlessly handed her tissues.

"I hate onions," Chastity grumbled quietly, handing the knife to Lust and blowing her nose. "And I guess you've answered my question."

"Yeah. In any case-the answer is no." Lust said. "I don't want you to leave. I'm getting tired of eating fried rice every day. They're the cheapest food around here."

"I feel used," Chastity said, trying her best to scrape the onions to a bowl. Lust stared at her messy countertop in amusement.

"Isn't that the point?" Lust asked, setting down her mug on the cleaner parts of the worktop.

Chastity nearly smiled, now taking an egg and attempting to crack it. She managed to, but half of the contents splattered across the tiled table. Sighing, she poured what was left to the bowl and cracked another egg, this time succeeding and sparing the tiles from slimy raw egg. "Don't worry. I'll clean this up later."

Lust refilled the mug and offered it to Chastity again. "I can't believe you're a messy cooker," she laughed as Chastity drained the water.

"Shut up," Chastity said ever-so-eloquently, eyebrows slightly scrunched up due to concentrating. She was picking eggshells out of the onion-egg mixture. "I'm trying."

"I know," Lust answered, taking the empty mug. She set it down beside her and pushed herself up to the countertop. "I'm appreciating your attempt."

"I'd feel more appreciated if you shut up," retorted Chastity, her (clean) left hand tucking her hair behind her ear.

Grinning mischievously, Lust nodded and mimed zipping her lips shut. They spent the next few minutes in silence, the only noise from Chastity's attempts at cooking. Finally, she finished putting in ingredients into the bowl.

"Do you have a pan?" Chastity asked, facing Lust.

Lust burst into laughter.

Chastity frowned. "Are you laughing at me?"

"No-" Lust gasped, trying to stop her giggling, "you look so... disheveled-YOU HAVE AN ONION PIECE ON YOUR HAIR OH MY GOD HAHAHAHA-"

Slowly, Chastity reached up to her bangs and plucked out the piece Lust pointed out. She stared at it for a few seconds, then promptly followed Lust-bursting into uncontrollable laughter. For minutes the pair stood (in Lust's case, sat on the countertop) in the messy kitchen, laughing. Giggling, even.

Lust stopped first. She slowly took a deep breath and pointed at the bowl. "Are you actually going to cook that?"

"Do you have a pan?" Chastity repeated. Lust jerked her chin towards the top of the fridge.

"Over there." Lust said, then stifled a giggle at Chastity's attempts on reaching the pan. Her human form's petite and dainty build was cute and even attractive (even though Lust was attracted to pretty much everything), but at times it could be troublesome for Chastity, especially when she got mad and nobody actually took her seriously, or when she tried to reach things from a high place. Or, of course, those times Lust used her Hare Pheromone skill on her and pedophiles would race to tie her up. Chastity still held a grudge towards Lust for that trick.

Lust slid down from the countertop, walked over, and reached over Chastity's head, taking the pan easily. She raised her left arm and removed Chastity's hat before patting her hair. "You're so cute."

Chastity stopped standing on her tiptoes to cross her arms and snap, "I'm not cute or short."

"Never said you were short," Lust grinned, but she did drop her hand and set the pan down on the stove, the only thing on the countertop saved from raw egg and onion pieces. Not even Lust's clothes were spared, but she didn't seem to mind. Chastity, however, noticed this and grabbed some tissues from beside the sink and attempted to wipe off the egg yolk stain on Lust's top.

"Do you know how hard it is to get egg stains off fabric?" Chastity chastised Lust.

"I don't," Lust said easily. "First of all, I order takeout. Second of all, I know how to clean dried cu-"

Chastity lifted a hand to Lust's lips. "I'm going to stop you right there."

Lust raised an eyebrow. "Make me." she whispered.

The virtue removed her hand from Lust's lips and (gently) slapped her.

"Ouch." Lust said, hand immediately going up to her red cheek. Her skin was pale, so it reddens easily. "I thought we had something," she said, faking a wounded tone. Lust's voice shook slightly from mirth, but she did a remarkable job in hiding it.

Chastity shrugged. "You told me to make you stop, so I did."

"Fair enough," answered Lust, still smiling. She dropped her hand and grabbed a bottle of oil, then opened it and poured it to the pan.

"You have oil?" Chastity asked. Then she realized that it was olive oil. "Forget I asked."

Lust smirked and leaned towards the stove to turn the fire on. "Glad you know why." She grabbed the bowl and poured the egg liquid to the pan.

"Hey! You're supposed to let the oil heat up first!" Chastity scolded.

"It'll still cook," dismissed Lust. "Calm down."

Chastity huffed and removed herself from Lust who was (accidentally) pinning her to the wall, which looked like kabendon from far. "It's going to take longer, and it won't taste as good."

Lust raised her eyebrow, grabbing a wooden spoon. "You sure about that?"

"I've lived for aeons. I'm quite assured." Chastity deadpanned. "Let me take that." she said, gesturing to Lust's spoon.

"You," Lust said, gesturing with her spoon, "should get changed into clean clothes. Also, you might want to wash your hair. It has egg yolk stuck to it."

Chastity sighed. "All my clothes are at home."

"I have some clean and sane clothes. Get changed, you're wearing white clothes." Lust insisted, flipping the egg.

"Fine," Chastity relented. She left, and returned 35 minutes later with wet hair and in Lust's oversized sweater that looked like a dress on her. "I feel stupid."

Lust grinned and nudged one of the plates towards her. The place was clean, surprisingly. And there were no dirty dishes on the sink. "You cleaned the kitchen," Chastity said in disbelief, taking the plate.

"Of course I did," Lust said, back on top of the countertop. "And you look adorable."

"I'm not adorable!"