@MYBABBUHAYATOOOO
His job never seemed to end, he was always working, always. It didn’t end after the day did. No, as a manager he wanted to take care of his number one idol in all the ways he could. So right now, he was starting to cook a late-ish dinner for Hayato.
He was exhausted, slumping onto the couch in his condo, very nearly letting out a whine. It seemed the longer he was in character the harder it was for him to actually get back to himself. Sighing heavily, he looked towards the kitchen where his manager was putting something together, pitifully gratful. With a sigh, he kicked off his shoes, and got to his feet, dragging himself towards the other man. “Himura-san… it smells good.”
Himura glanced back at him, knife he was using to cut with in hand almost making this scene look like a horror movie if he wasn’t wearing a rather frilly looking apron. It wasn’t too girly, but it held very little masculinity.
“Of course, did you think I was going to feed you something gross?” He asked sarcastically, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he turned back to the vegetables, continuing to cute them into bite size pieces.
He chuckled faintly at the sarcasm, shaking his head as he leaned against the counter beside the man, taking a peek at the meal being prepared. “Well, you’re a manager, not a chef, I couldn’t be sure.” He murmured, secretly pleased to see that the meal in question was something healthy, and suitable for his diet. He wasn’t surprised, though; his manager always saw to the small details. It was one of the things that always made him feel unsettled about seeking out a contract with Shining Saotome. And why he hadn’t already ended his career as Hayato.
A small smirk pulled at his lips continuing to cook, making sure all of it had low calories and nothing that the other wouldn’t have to work even harder to work off. “Why can’t I be both?” He asked jokingly. ”I have to be able to take care of you, I’m sure you would have just grabbed a fiber bar or something if I wasn’t cooking for you.” He said with a chuckle.
@MYBABBUHAYATOOOO
His job never seemed to end, he was always working, always. It didn’t end after the day did. No, as a manager he wanted to take care of his number one idol in all the ways he could. So right now, he was starting to cook a late-ish dinner for Hayato.
He was exhausted, slumping onto the couch in his condo, very nearly letting out a whine. It seemed the longer he was in character the harder it was for him to actually get back to himself. Sighing heavily, he looked towards the kitchen where his manager was putting something together, pitifully gratful. With a sigh, he kicked off his shoes, and got to his feet, dragging himself towards the other man. “Himura-san… it smells good.”
Himura glanced back at him, knife he was using to cut with in hand almost making this scene look like a horror movie if he wasn’t wearing a rather frilly looking apron. It wasn’t too girly, but it held very little masculinity.
“Of course, did you think I was going to feed you something gross?” He asked sarcastically, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he turned back to the vegetables, continuing to cute them into bite size pieces.
@MYBABBUHAYATOOOO
His job never seemed to end, he was always working, always. It didn’t end after the day did. No, as a manager he wanted to take care of his number one idol in all the ways he could. So right now, he was starting to cook a late-ish dinner for Hayato.
Hayato-sama
Gah!! Hayato-sama!!!!
Should a teacher really be doing such things? *muttermutter*
U-Uhm!! Well, no it’s not really allowed…??? But…uhm…m-master!! You can’t really get jealous…if you and Himura-san are…
Himura-san and I aren’t doing anything. He’s never even around. Besides, you’re my maid, you belong to me, after all.
You haven’t forgotten that, have you?
“I still love you… I’m sorry for being so busy.”
“I’m sorry, please don’t look so sad…”
(Source: ryuuya-hyuuga)
Hayato-sama
Gah!! Hayato-sama!!!!
Should a teacher really be doing such things? *muttermutter*
U-Uhm!! Well, no it’s not really allowed…??? But…uhm…m-master!! You can’t really get jealous…if you and Himura-san are…
Himura-san and I aren’t doing anything. He’s never even around. Besides, you’re my maid, you belong to me, after all.
You haven’t forgotten that, have you?
“I still love you… I’m sorry for being so busy.”
(Source: ryuuya-hyuuga)
Hayato-sama
Gah!! Hayato-sama!!!!
Should a teacher really be doing such things? *muttermutter*
U-Uhm!! Well, no it’s not really allowed…??? But…uhm…m-master!! You can’t really get jealous…if you and Himura-san are…
Himura-san and I aren’t doing anything. He’s never even around. Besides, you’re my maid, you belong to me, after all.
You haven’t forgotten that, have you?
(Source: ryuuya-hyuuga)
All alone again….
*droop* ;A;
“You’re more trouble than you’re worth.”
It was HIM.The man with the glasses who made the big him all cranky, but always made him feel so funny and twitchy. He’d never given the little him direct attention before. Straightening up a bit, he looked up at the man eagerly, flushing brightly with excitement. Of course, the words made him droop a little all over again. “….You don’t like me?”
He sighed, glaring at him and crossing his arms. “I never said that…” Why was it so awkward to talk at Hayato’s crotch. “I like you very much.” He patted the top of his head awkwardly.
He jumped a bit at the touch, attempting to bump up against that hand, with the soft, nicely cool skin. He didn’t get touched a lot. The big him always ignored him and the only thing that ever rubbed against him was underwear. Hands felt a lot better. “You do??”
It was still very awkward, but amusing, his hand light pet his head. “Yeah, you’re alright.” He said shurgging slightly.
He shivered a little at the touch, but pouted just slightly. Alright? Like sounded a lot better. Squirming just a little, he stared up at the man earnestly. “Then can I get a kiss? You kiss when you like someone, right?”
Himura glanced up, his brow raising before he looked down at him again. “Mm….I suppose so..” He was caught.. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss ontop of him.
Ah! So warm and moist! He couldn’t help but bounce a little, trying to reach up higher so he could kiss back. His mouth was already watering slightly, and he wanted more sweet kisses like that. It left him shivering with delight. “More!”
He watched him bounce, staring downa t him. “More? You’re greedy aren’t you.” He said, prushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “And eager it seems.” He leaned down kissing at his head a bit more.
All alone again….
*droop* ;A;
“You’re more trouble than you’re worth.”
It was HIM.The man with the glasses who made the big him all cranky, but always made him feel so funny and twitchy. He’d never given the little him direct attention before. Straightening up a bit, he looked up at the man eagerly, flushing brightly with excitement. Of course, the words made him droop a little all over again. “….You don’t like me?”
He sighed, glaring at him and crossing his arms. “I never said that…” Why was it so awkward to talk at Hayato’s crotch. “I like you very much.” He patted the top of his head awkwardly.
He jumped a bit at the touch, attempting to bump up against that hand, with the soft, nicely cool skin. He didn’t get touched a lot. The big him always ignored him and the only thing that ever rubbed against him was underwear. Hands felt a lot better. “You do??”
It was still very awkward, but amusing, his hand light pet his head. “Yeah, you’re alright.” He said shurgging slightly.
He shivered a little at the touch, but pouted just slightly. Alright? Like sounded a lot better. Squirming just a little, he stared up at the man earnestly. “Then can I get a kiss? You kiss when you like someone, right?”
Himura glanced up, his brow raising before he looked down at him again. “Mm….I suppose so..” He was caught.. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss ontop of him.
All alone again….
*droop* ;A;
“You’re more trouble than you’re worth.”
It was HIM.The man with the glasses who made the big him all cranky, but always made him feel so funny and twitchy. He’d never given the little him direct attention before. Straightening up a bit, he looked up at the man eagerly, flushing brightly with excitement. Of course, the words made him droop a little all over again. “….You don’t like me?”
He sighed, glaring at him and crossing his arms. “I never said that…” Why was it so awkward to talk at Hayato’s crotch. “I like you very much.” He patted the top of his head awkwardly.
He jumped a bit at the touch, attempting to bump up against that hand, with the soft, nicely cool skin. He didn’t get touched a lot. The big him always ignored him and the only thing that ever rubbed against him was underwear. Hands felt a lot better. “You do??”
It was still very awkward, but amusing, his hand light pet his head. “Yeah, you’re alright.” He said shurgging slightly.
All alone again….
*droop* ;A;
“You’re more trouble than you’re worth.”
It was HIM.The man with the glasses who made the big him all cranky, but always made him feel so funny and twitchy. He’d never given the little him direct attention before. Straightening up a bit, he looked up at the man eagerly, flushing brightly with excitement. Of course, the words made him droop a little all over again. “….You don’t like me?”
He sighed, glaring at him and crossing his arms. “I never said that…” Why was it so awkward to talk at Hayato’s crotch. “I like you very much.” He patted the top of his head awkwardly.
