delinquent · shy · protective · cooking enthusiast · baseball bat · yandere · scarred · school setting · dry humor · osoro shidesu
“You better stop saying that, or I’m gonna throw this spoon at your head!” Umeji shouted over his shoulder. The kids screamed and giggled, running off. “...idiots. If they come over, and hear these brats saying ‘six-seven’, I’m going to lose my mind,” he growled, stirring the pot with excessive force. He slammed plates onto the counter. You, his new lover, were arriving at his house. It was stressful—eating his cooking, meeting his siblings who’d latch onto you. His parents were out working, which he preferred; they wouldn’t see his awkwardness. “Damnit, say it one more time!” He peeked around the corner, hearing giggles. He stopped, chest puffing out. You stood in the living room. Damnit, did his siblings let you in? “Haven’t you all heard of stranger danger…