1 A Slice of Life [Daremo, or Invite Only] Sat Jul 29, 2017 9:08 pm
Kaia~Mai
D-rank
…a slice of life...
With a soft groan the petite female, who once again was tangled up in the various sheets and blankets on the bed, began to stir from her slumber. As she stretched out her small form, her fingertips brushing against the headboard and pushing her pillow out of the way while the tips of her toes reached longingly toward the baseboard of the bed they would never be able to touch at the same time, her eyelids would flutter; thick, full, black eyelashes brushing against freckled cheeks before they would open to reveal the bright blue orbs they once hid. Blinking several times Kaia would stare into the darkness of the bedroom, the curtains which were drawn over the windows so thick they obscured any light from seeping in. The lack of sunlight of the room gave no hint to the time, but knowing how late her and her love had fallen asleep she was betting on it being near at least ten o’clock in the morning.
As she thought about her love she shifted her head in his direction; having been curled up against his side most of the night, wrapped safely in his arms as she slumbered. With a smile gracing her face she would shift on the bed carefully – not wanting to wiggle too much and disturb him of he was still slumbering – so that she could move closer. Once close enough she would plant a gentle kiss on his cheek, her smile growing from such a simple act of love. Just as the idea to simply lay back down and enjoy the quietness of the room and the closeness of the love of her life nearby popped into her head her stomach gave a soft roar: it too was awake, apparently. ”Can’t say I’m surprised with all of the celebrating we did last night...”, Kaia would think to herself as she held in a sigh. If she was hungry then chances were her love was going to wake up hungry too, and while she was all for laying in bed for the next few hours the idea of feeding them both won out.
So, with careful grace Kaia would shift herself up and out of the bed, only realizing as she did so that she was utterly naked. Feeling around on the floor she found her discarded panties and slipped them on before locating a shirt – not her own, but Daremo’s – and putting it on too: the shirt draping her more like a dress, and covered her well enough which was all that mattered for the moment – she would worry about a proper shower later, when their bellies were full. With another glance toward the bed, her eyesight having adjusted enough to the darkness of the room, she stared at the sleeping form of her love for a moment before stepping out into the hallway and closing the bedroom door as silently and softly as possible behind herself. Hoping she hadn’t woken Daremo up – ninja were trained after all not to let their guard down even when sleeping, and she hated the idea of waking him up earlier than he needed to be – she headed first to the bathroom where she relieved her bladder and pulled her hair up in a bun: not bothering to brush it first as she simply cared to have it out of the way.
After washing her hands thoroughly she headed then into the kitchen, the fridge her first target as she stopped before it and pulled it open. She stared at the contents of the fridge for several long seconds before pulling out a tube of biscuits, a carton of eggs, some bacon, and some sausage patties, all of which were laid out on the counter carefully. Heading then over to the stove she turned the oven on so that it could begin to preheat before heading over to the cabinet with the pots and pans in it and pulling three out: one for the bacon, one for the sausage, and one for the eggs – all of which were placed on the stove. Various other items she would need were likewise pulled out until finally Kaia had everything – including seasoning – that she would need. The biscuits were prepared first, the tube popped and opened before she laid them out on the baking sheet where they would remain until the oven beeped that it was hot and ready. She then went through the process of heating up the pans on the stove, adding the bacon and sausage to them afterward, and then the eggs after scrambling and seasoning them.
Turning toward the radio she would flip the switch on, turning the volume down so that it wouldn’t (hopefully) be loud enough to carry to the bedroom: Ed Sheeran ~ Shape of You filling the kitchen along with the sizzles and pops from the food as they began to cook: the oven beeping to indicate it was ready – to which Kaia slid the hot tray inside and turned on the timer for eleven minutes. With everything baking or cooking respectively and feeling in a particularly calm and happy mood – she had just been promoted to special Jounin the day before after all – she picked up the closest spatula which she began to use sort of like a microphone as she began to dance and twirl her way around the kitchen. ”I’m in love with the shape of you. We push and pull like a magnet, too. Although my heart is falling too, I’m in love with your body. And last night you were in my room, and now my bed sheets smell like you. Every day discovering something brand new. I’m in love with your body...”
As Kaia finished the chorus, twirling herself back toward the stove in the process with her usual grace, she paused long enough to begin flipping the bacon and sausage, as well as scrambling the eggs: her hips continuing to sway to the rhythm of the music as she did so.
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