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(佐藤 和真) Satou Kazuma | KonoSuba ([personal profile] lowleveled) wrote2020-09-19 01:15 pm
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immature: (broha throwing combos)

[personal profile] immature 2020-09-26 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[the moment he's in Kazuma's arms, Osomatsu relaxes again. he's not going to cry this time, because this has been a good dream. and it continues to be good with those words. Kazuma has him, and Osomatsu sniffles, but then laughs softly]

Y-yeah.

[he lifts his arms to cling to Kazuma's back. for Osomatsu, this part of the dream is even more satisfying than what happened before. this is... hands down, the best dream he's ever had]

.............

[his eyes snap open. Osomatsu is in bed, and clinging to Kazuma. morning light is filtering in through the window of his apartment. he's also... well, a mess, to put it lightly. he's been sweating, and he absolutely came in his pants. but, you know what? that's fine. the shame passes after a moment.

he sighs and kisses Kazuma's cheek affectionately, as though he were thanking him for giving him the greatest gift. the gift of companionship, which is what Osomatsu has valued most during his time on Prismatica.

and the tentacle sex dream wasn't bad, either]
immature: (when you were a tender)

[personal profile] immature 2020-09-26 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, me too...

[even if they are both sweaty and gross, Osomatsu doesn't mind, because Kazuma is still with him.

...but it feels weird so he finally pulls away, shuffling out of all of his clothes and walking across the bedroom naked. he dumps his pajamas into the hamper, then looks over at Kazuma]


Help me strip the bed.

[Osomatsu has had a few wet dreams while being in Prismatica, and he learned the hard way that he needed to clean the mattress if he didn't want it to stain. that's fine. at least he learned something... the more things he learns, the better adult he will become]
immature: (yeah whether christmas)

[personal profile] immature 2020-09-26 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Osomatsu blinks as he's stripping the bed. he gathers the sheets]

You... can cook?

[his eyes are sparkling]
immature: (i am going to see)

[personal profile] immature 2020-09-26 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[holy moly!

Osomatsu's already salivating at the thought of a breakfast that is homemade... he dumps the sheets into the hamper, then clasps Kazuma's gross hands with his own]


You shower first. I'll take care of this mess. Then... you can make whatever you want. I don't have a lot of food here, but I've got eggs, rice, and some other ingredients. O-Or, if you want, we can get ready, and go shopping. I'll buy whatever you need!
immature: (if life an rpg)

[personal profile] immature 2020-09-26 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Osomatsu puffs out his cheeks]

Look! I don't know olives from onions, okay? [he does] If I tried to cook, I'd burn down the apartment. So I'm always eating out...
immature: (this war never began)

[personal profile] immature 2020-09-26 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Osomatsu watches him go, his cheeks burning red hot. he feels something in his gut, something warm, and good. butterflies fluttering, but not because he's nervous anymore. it's because he's having... feelings. he's become attached already. that's dangerous!

but, at the same time, Kazuma's sworn to him that he won't leave him. and Osomatsu wants to believe in that promise. he wants to be... happy again.

he turns to look at the bed, then sighs. might as well start cleaning]