mukagen | omi-wan the househusband

[He probably wouldn't be that compelled to agree to this too.

But Gojou asked to be treated like a princess, and what kind of man doesn't give a princess everything he asked for?]

On my first birthday with Mankai, I ended up finding the feast my troupe made for me. I was so overwhelmed with happiness I made my own cake for the day. They scolded me a bunch for that.

So on my second one, they ended up tying me to the bed until they finished all the meal preparations. They really didn't want me doing any work that day.

[ ............................................................. He looks up at Omi like what. ]

I'm going to make your bagna cauda and celebrate your birthday tomorrow.

[.................

What?]

Is that what princesses do?

No, but I keep holding off because this place keeps messing with us and hearing that story reminded me again.

[ POINTS AT HIM AGGRESSIVELY. ]

You're not going to try to help, right? No peeking, either. Banned from the kitchen tomorrow. Or else you'll end up like your story.

[ He will tie you up, yes. ]

These effects are sure something...

[He looks away.]

If you're banning me, I'll be good.

Good! You may have some breakfast in your room using the mini kitchen, prince Omi.

[ ... ]

Don't make the puppy eyes.

Alright, alright.

[He kisses him, sweet and quick.]

... Oh, I think were were supposed to confess something?

[There was that text message.]

[ He accepts the kiss! Though he kind of chases after him once he parts. So quick... ]

Are we? [ Huh. ] All right, I'm ready for what you got.

[ laughs in gojou just thinking he's entitled to not go first ]

[If he wants another kiss, he can ask for it.]

I confessed first, you start.

[ Oh my god. He squints at Omi. It should be simple, he thinks. ]

... I like you a lot? [ It only sounds unsure because: ] And it's kind of scary.

Scary...?

I like you too. [Obviously?] Hm... Love is a heavy word when it comes to romance. [Still, it feels like he should at least put that out there.]

I'm a selfish man. Part of me doesn't want to share you with anybody. I know where we are though. And I want you to get what you came here for.

... No, it isn't that.

[ But he laughs at how possessive Omi is, dotting his nose with a poke. ]

I don't even mind if you want to spend time with other people or if you like other people the same way. That's fine, but. In this place, you could be gone in just a day and I wouldn't know who killed you.

[ It's no different from home, but Gojou wouldn't need to worry each week if people he likes are going to die. That he might not be able to do anything. ]

It reminds me I'm helpless.

[He lets out a soft laugh at the poke, and then cuddles him closer, burying his face in Gojou's shoulder.] No, I'm all yours, Satoru.

We're all as helpless as each other here. I don't want to lose you, but... there's no way I can protect you. [Not with the way this place seems to work.]

It's why I want to cherish every moment we have together.

[No regrets. He's had enough of those.]

The way you're holding me makes me feel small.

[ When he isn't. He's a tall man with a lot of muscle, actually. He laughs a bit since.

No one has ever said anything about protecting him before? It's so weird. ]

I will be the one protecting you, Omi. [ Let him MAKE THIS CLEAR. ] ... I also want to spend what time we have, too

[ They're both tall men with muscle. It's a little hard to call either of them small.

... It's nice to have somebody who wants to protect him. ] Got it.

Make any request of me, your royal highness.

[ I hate you mira

Hmmmm, usually, he would just be happy playing around, but he clings to Omi more and nuzzles against him. ]

Want to spend some special time with me?