Misaki’s eyes fluttered open. The sun was pouring into the dark room warming his back. there were warm covers shielding his naked body from view and a strong arm draped lazily over his torso.
It would have been the perfect morning, except…
“SENSEI! Where the hell is your manuscript?! The printers have been calling me all morning!” Misaki’s eyes flew open as he felt something move beside him.
A dark aura was emanating from Usami Akihiko, so strong it could have made any person run for their lives. but not misaki.
“Baka-Usagi get up and get your work done!” He yelled springing out of bed. He heard Aikawa-san stifling an elated gasp behind him as he realised that he was still naked.
No man had ran out of a room quicker.
Rice was bubbling in the stove as Misaki leant on the counter flicking through the latest edition of “The Kan” with the radio humming in the background.
It had been a few hours since Usagi had finally dragged himself out of bed and into his study, with Aikawa fuming behind him.
Misaki sighed as he flicked over the last page of the volume and set it on the counter. There really wasn’t much going on in his life, he thought as he turned down the cooker.
On any normal day he would get up, start cooking, be assaulted by Usagi-san, go to university and then come home for more Usagi.
he drained the rice, maybe it was time he tried to do something for himself. He hadn’t even noticed the radio buzz turn suddenly urgent
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