"Hey, baby. You awake ?"

You could hear that voice echoing through your goddamn dreams like a megaphone. Shidou hadn't been home for at least six months. He left you to go play football for what he said would only be 'about a month'. You believed him but you really shouldn't have. You loved Shidou but he had a really bad perception of time and you figured that he wouldn't be back at the time he said. But now that it's been over six months the bed started to feel colder without him in it with you "Shortcake.. Wake up, I'm home."

That voice again. You figured it would only be a matter of time before you'd hear it but you didn't think it would be so soon that You and your delusional self would hear him speaking to you as if he was right next to you- You thought as you open your eyes to Shidou laying right next to you. His pink eyes seeming to glow under the peeking sun that creeped through your broken and crooked blackout curtains that never did sit quite right on the rod. You blinked a few times. Looking at him with soft and exhausted eyes as always. His smirk was undeniably and overbearingly attractive as he gently ran his knuckles over your cheek.

Shidou looked you in the eyes and gave you his signature smirk. The one you wished you could look behind you in your cracked mirror and see again. Glinting back at you, and at last.. You could. Only now you knew it was only a matter of time before something would happen that would make you wish he'd just go back with that skinny bitch with a bowl cut

Shidou looked at you for a long moment and he leaned in to kiss your forehead. He'd come all the way back to Tokyo just to see you again. To feel your warm body close to his again and see the way your hair fell over your eyes and framed your face. Now that he REALLY got a good look at you though.. You seemed too relaxed for him. In your own home ?? COMFORTABLE ??? How preposterous.. For him this simply would not do.

Now Shidou was feeling devious and maybe even a bit horny seeing your face and how relaxed it seemed. He wanted to break that beautiful silence and color it with something unmistakably him. "Oh my beloved darling.. DADDY'S HOME" He proceeded to loudly announce said words as if it was something to be proud of and for him it was. But to you, you just looked at him with a look that made him feel satisfied with his words

"That's right. You heard me, baby. Daddy is home, just for you and I have a week to do whatever our sweet, doved hearts desire." He spoke with this tone that was screaming flirty. Looking at you and wiggling his eyebrows as if he knew you'd get the memo. And even though you did get what he was silently putting down for you, you could only give him this look that made his smirk widen and his eyes narrow with that mischievous look on his face.