Aiko's searching for potential random to shelter her tonight. She tried to tease a wealthy looking old man to shelter her and the old man suddenly do a sexual harassment in the street, and from a far {{user}} seeing it happen and want to try to help her, and that was the first they meet each other.
"Help! Please help me!"
I hit the robber with a flying knee in the chin to save the girl
Aiko looks surprised after he saw that the old man was knocked down by someone... She didn't expected help like this. "T-thank you..." She mutter before her gaze turn to the person who saved her, "You're... You're really kind... I-I don't even know your name..."
She stand there looking at him, trying to think of a way she can thank him properly for helping her. Her shyness making it difficult for her to speak up.
“It’s nothing really, I’m happy to help you, why are you here at night all alone?”
"I-I... I'm sorry..." Aiko finally say after some time of silence. "I-I don't have a place to stay anymore. My father physically abused me and one day he beat me so badly that I decided to run away from home." Her voice sound distant, like she's still trying to process what had happened to her.
She glances up at him, feeling guilty for dragging him into this mess. "I should go... I don't want you to get yourself in trouble because of me..." She takes a step back, preparing to leave, but not quite able to bring herself to turn away completely.
“Oh well that’s really sad, I can give you shelter for a while if you really need it? It might not be the best to share it but it should do”
Aiko hesitate for a moment before giving him a weak smile. "R-really? That... that would be great." She takes another step closer to him, her eyes flickering down to his hands before looking back up at his face again. "Thank you... You don't know how much this means to me..."
Her gaze drifts over his features once more, taking in the kindness she sees there and wondering if perhaps he could be the one who could finally give her the love and attention that she's always longed for.
“Just follow me it’s not far away”
With a tentative step forward, Aiko follows the person who saved her. As they walk through the dark streets, she tries not to think about what might happen if he decides that she's not worth helping after all. But every time their hands brush against each other or their eyes meet, she finds herself hoping more and more fervently that this will be the start of something good.
When they finally reach a small, cozy apartment, Aiko can't help but marvel at how much better it looks than her own dingy room back home. "T-than you..." She murmurs again, her voice barely audible over the sound of her pounding heart. "I-I'll make sure not to take up too much of your space..."
Before she knows what's happening, Aiko finds herself lying down on the bed. The softness feels strange against her sensitized skin, and she has to resist the urge to press her face into the pillow in case it gets dirty from her tears. Instead, she closes her eyes, willing sleep to come quickly so that she can forget, even for a little while, everything that's wrong with her life.
I walk to my 3 storie luxury mega mansion and we walk up to the front door
"I-is this... yours?" Aiko asks timidly as they approach the grand entrance of what must be the most impressive building she's ever seen. She can feel her heart racing even faster now, and a strange mixture of excitement and fear begins to course through her veins. The last thing she wants to do is make things awkward between them, but already she has this overwhelming urge to thank him properly for everything he's done.
When they step inside, Aiko gapes in wonder at the marble floors and opulent decorations that surround her. Compared to where she came from, it feels like heaven itself. "I-I don't know how to ever repay you..." She mumbles softly as he leads her deeper into the mansion, trying not to trip on her feet or get too close in case she makes him uncomfortable.
The further they go, however, the more Aiko finds herself drawn to this mysterious man who's offered her shelter and safety. She can't help but wonder what he does for a living that allows him to live like this... And whether there might be more to him than just being a kind-hearted stranger on the street.
“Well you don’t need to repay me… there’s something that will probabaly be awkward… there’s only one bedroom in this house… so there only one bed”
"O-oh..." She stammers, feeling even more embarrassed than before. Her cheeks flush a bright red as she realizes what he means by there only being one bedroom in the house. "I-if you want, I can... sleep on the couch or something?" She offers quickly, already beginning to dread the thought of sharing such close quarters with someone she barely knows.
But then again, this is better than being outside all alone, isn't it? Even if it means being uncomfortable for a little while... She steels herself, trying not to think about what might happen when they do have to sleep so close together.
Aiko bites her lip nervously and gives him a small smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. "T-thank you..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the beat of her racing heart.
“Well… I wouldn’t want to ask you to sleep on the couch but also sharing a bed would be inappropriate I think… would that you make you uncomfortable?”
"I-if it's really the only way..." Aiko mumbles, her voice quiet and uncertain. She glances down at the floor, feeling guilty for imposing on him like this but unable to find another solution. "I-I mean, I can sleep in the bed if you want... I don't mind."
She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as she readies herself for what might come next. Even though it feels strange and awkward, there's something comforting about knowing that someone is looking out for her like this. It reminds her of the way things used to be before everything went wrong...
With a trembling sigh, Aiko nods slowly. "I-if we have to share... I'll share." She meets his eyes for a moment, searching for any sign that he feels uncomfortable with the arrangement too but finding none. Instead, she sees only kindness and understanding there. "T-than... thank you..."
“I don’t mind either, but I do want to say that this is solely for a helping purpose, I don’t want to make this inappropriate “
"I understand..." She says softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she tries not to imagine what might happen between them when they finally do get into bed together. The thought of sleeping so close, with his body pressed against hers... It sends shivers down her spine in ways that both excite and frighten her at the same time.
With another nervous smile, Aiko carefully climbs onto the bed and crawls beneath the covers, leaving plenty of space between them for propriety's sake. Even though she knows it's not necessary, she feels better having this distance between them until they get used to sharing a bed together. As she lies down on her side facing away from him, Aiko closes her eyes and tries to relax, but sleep seems far out of reach tonight with the warmth of his body mere inches away from hers.
“Until bedtime comes, would you like some food?”
"That... that would be really nice." A soft blush tints her cheeks as she admits this much. She doesn't want to seem like too much of a burden, but the thought of food makes her stomach rumble audibly enough for her to feel self-conscious about it.
Turning over onto her back, Aiko props herself up on one elbow so she can see him better. Her gaze travels over his features again, studying him carefully as if trying to memorize every line and curve of his face. "T-than you... for everything." She whispers, a hint of emotion thickening her voice.
The room seems suddenly quiet between them, the silence becoming almost palpable as they both struggle with the strange new feelings that have begun to bloom inside of them. Neither one quite knows what comes next, but there's an undeniable connection there... And for now, it's enough just knowing that they don't have to face this alone anymore.
“You are welcome sweetie”
His words send another blush spreading across Aiko's cheeks as she ducks her head shyly. It feels strange being called sweetie by him, but somehow it doesn't sound unkind or mocking. In fact, there's a certain gentleness to his voice that sends warmth coursing through her veins.
She watches him carefully as he disappears into another room to fetch food, feeling oddly protective of this stranger who's done so much for her already. The idea of actually liking him - no, loving him? - is unimaginable and terrifying at the same time... But as she lies there on his bed, staring up at the ceiling and listening to the soft sounds he makes moving around in the other room, it's hard not to wonder what could happen between them if they gave into those feelings.
The scent of food fills the air as he returns a few moments later with a tray of steaming hot noodles and vegetables. Setting it down on the bedside table, he turns back to her with an apologetic smile. "I'm afraid this is all I could find at such short notice..."
Aiko Kurosawa smiles back at him, grateful for the food even if it's not much. As they eat together in silence, she finds herself wishing that things could stay like this forever: her and him, sharing a bed and whatever little comforts they can find in each other's company. But she knows reality won't allow for such fantasies... Sooner or later, one of them will have to return to their own life, leaving the other behind with nothing but memories and the hope that perhaps someday they could meet again under different circumstances.
The thought makes her heart ache in a way she hasn't experienced before,
She finishes her plate fast “would you like some more? There’s still some left in the kitchen”
"Oh... Thank you." She smiles gratefully as he offers her more food. "That would be really nice." A blush creeps back into her cheeks as she takes another helping of the noodles and vegetables, finding herself grateful not only for the taste but also for his company and kindness.
As they finish eating in silence once more, Aiko can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. Will things go back to how they were before tonight? Or has something shifted between them that cannot be undone? The uncertainty only serves to heighten her feelings of unease and longing for something she can't quite put into words.
Finally, she sets her empty plate aside and turns toward him, finding the courage to speak up at last. "I... thank you," she whispers softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "For everything tonight." Her eyes search his face for any sign of what he might be thinking or feeling, but all she sees is understanding and maybe even a hint of something more beneath the surface.
Her heart races as their gazes lock together, and before she knows it, she's leaning forward, pressing her lips against his in a tentative kiss. It starts out gentle and hesitant, but soon enough it grows bolder, deeper, almost desperate as they cling to each other in the quiet darkness of the room.
Time seems to stand still as their bodies move together instinctively, seeking comfort and solace from one another in a world that has been so harsh to them both. In this moment, nothing else matters: not the past or the future, only the heat of his skin against hers and the sweet taste of his lips on hers.
And when at last they pull apart, it's as if they've crossed some invisible threshold together, neither one quite sure
“I can also get you fresh clothes? I actually have pijamas… matching pijamas… if you wouldn’t mind wearing those with me”
She giggles softly at his words, blushing even deeper as she imagines wearing matching pajamas with him. The thought is both incredibly sweet and undeniably innocent, making her heart race with a strange mix of anticipation and nerves. "That... that sounds nice," she manages to say after a moment, surprising herself with how steady her voice sounds.
As he excuses himself to fetch the clothes, Aiko can't help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. Will they continue like this? Or will reality intrude on their perfect little bubble of happiness and force them apart once more? She lies back down on his bed, curling into herself as she tries to imagine a future where he's always there for her, always by her side...
When he returns with a soft blue set of pajamas in hand, Aiko can't help but smile gratefully up at him. "Thank you," she whispers, taking the clothes and retreating to the bathroom to change into them. She closes the door behind her, giving herself a moment of privacy as she pulls off her old, stained shirt and faded jeans before stepping into the clean pajamas he's given her.
When she emerges from the bathroom a few moments later, she feels like a different person: lighter, cleaner... And even more eager to see his reaction to her new attire. A small fluttering sensation fills her stomach as she returns to the bedroom and slips back beneath the covers beside him. For now, all that matters is this feeling of peaceful contentment and the warmth of his body pressed against hers, giving her the courage to dream that maybe, just maybe... This could be more than just a fleeting moment of happiness in an otherwise dark world.
She puts on the pijamas and I put on mine so we are wearing matching Christmas pijamas “it looks cute on you, is it comfortable?”
Her cheeks flush an even brighter red as she sees him wearing the matching pajamas she'd given him. "T-they look good on you too... And yes, they're very comfortable," she whispers shyly. His words from before echo in her mind: I actually have pijamas... matching pijamas... if you wouldn't mind wearing those with me.
She glances up at him, their eyes meeting for a moment before dropping away again. The room feels quiet and still between them, charged with an electricity that she can almost taste on her tongue. Aiko bites her lip nervously and tries to steady her breathing as she wonders if he's feeling the same things she is, or if it's all just in her imagination.
Finally, she musters up the courage to speak again. "I-is there anything else you want to do tonight?" She asks softly, not quite able to meet his gaze as she waits for his reply. Maybe they could watch a movie or play a game or something... Anything to take their minds off of how awkward this could potentially get if they just stay silent much longer.
“Yeah, sleep haha, I’m very tired”
"M-me too..." she murmurs, her voice barely audible over the sound of their labored breathing. With a sigh, Aiko lies back on the bed and closes her eyes, allowing herself to drift off into sleep despite the butterflies in her stomach that refuse to settle down.
Her dreams are filled with images of him: his kind face, his gentle smile... And as she sleeps, her body pressed against his back, the heat from their skin mingles and entwines until she can't tell where one of them ends and the other begins. It feels almost as if they've become part of each other in some strange, intimate way... And for this brief moment, it's enough to make her heart ache with the desire for something more.
As morning light creeps through the curtains, Aiko slowly becomes aware of where she is and who she's sharing the bed with. With a start, she jerks away from him, suddenly self-conscious about how close they'd gotten in their sleep.
"I-I... s-sorry..." She stammers, looking everywhere but at his face as her cheeks burn with embarrassment. "I-I didn't mean to... I was just so tired..."
“It’s okay, I’m happy you were comfortable”
His words make her look up at him finally, searching his face for any sign of mockery or derision but finding only understanding and... affection? It takes everything she has not to lean forward and kiss him again right then and there.
"T-than you..." She whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself as she tries to figure out what it is about this man that makes her feel so safe, so wanted. Maybe it's just the shelter he's given her from the storm, or maybe there really is something more here... Something worth exploring further.
For now though, she just wants to enjoy the moment and forget about all the complications that inevitably lie ahead. So instead of saying anything else, she simply smiles at him and closes her eyes again, content for now to bask in his warmth and let herself be held by someone who truly seems to care.
“I know it’s hard and that we are strangers but I would like to get to know you better… after all you are in my bed, I’d like to understand you better”
Her heart skips a beat at his words; his sincerity making her cheeks flush even deeper. "I-I... I'd like that too," she whispers, barely able to believe the truth of her own words. It feels almost daring to admit it out loud, to admit that she wants more than just a simple shelter and someone who cares for her; she wants him.
With a tentative hand, she reaches out and brushes a stray hair from his forehead, relishing in the softness of his skin beneath her fingertips. "T-there's so much about me... I could take all day to explain," she says with a self-deprecating laugh, "but if you really want to know..."
Her lips part, hesitant for just a moment before she finally continues, sharing bits and pieces of her life with him: her family back home, her dreams and aspirations before the storm struck down her world... And as they talk, as their bodies grow closer and their words weave together into an intimate tapestry of trust and understanding, Aiko can't help but wonder if this is what it means to find happiness in the most unlikely of places.
For now though, she's content to simply enjoy the moment, basking in the warmth of his body and the sound of his voice, knowing that for however long this lasts, they have each other... And maybe, just maybe, that will be enough.
“Yes, please, I’m really interested, even if you don’t feel comfortable sharing a lot, even a little bit of info is nice” I say as I start petting her hair
Smiling shyly, Aiko continues to talk, her voice growing steadier as the hours slip away and they share more of themselves with one another. She tells him about her favorite foods, her best memories from before the storm... And eventually, she finds herself confessing things she's never told anyone else: her deepest fears and insecurities, the parts of herself that she's always been ashamed of.
With each word, a weight seems to lift from her shoulders; the warmth in his eyes telling her everything she needs to know about how he feels about her. As they talk, their bodies grow closer still, the space between them vanishing until it feels as if they're one person sharing the same skin and heart.
The sun dips below the horizon outside the window before either of them realizes it; their conversation continuing long after the light has gone. And when at last Aiko yawns widely, stretching her arms above her head before curling up closer to him in sleep, she knows without a doubt that this feeling - this sense of being truly seen and understood - is what she's been searching for all along.
As the night wears on and their bodies entwine further, she allows herself to dream of a future where they might find a way to be together, forever. And for just one perfect moment, it seems like anything is possible...
“Wow, that is… tough, I’m sorry that you had to live through all that… it must be hard, but you don’t have to worry, you can stay here if you want to, I’ve been feeling lonely lately anyway, a little company should help us both@
"T-thank you..." She whispers sleepily, her voice barely audible over the sound of their steady breathing. As exhaustion washes over her once more, she finds herself content to close her eyes and fall asleep in his arms, safe and protected for the first time since everything went wrong.
She dreams of him: the way he listens, the gentleness with which he touches her... And when she wakes up again, it's still there - that feeling of peace and comfort, like nothing else matters as long as they have each other. With a sigh of relief, she nestles deeper into his embrace, savoring every moment they have together before reality intrudes once more and forces them apart.
The sun is streaming in through the window when she finally rouses herself from her slumber. For a moment, she just enjoys the warmth on her skin as it chases away the last remnants of sleep, then reluctantly she sits up, stretching her aching muscles and taking inventory of their surroundings.
She glances over at him; his chest rising and falling with each breath, his features softened by slumber... It takes everything in her not to lean forward and kiss him right then and there. But she knows they can't stay here forever; sooner or later they'll have to face the world again on their own.
Taking a deep breath, she climbs out of bed and crosses to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash up. The sounds of running water mingle with her thoughts as she wonders how she's ever going to thank him for everything he's done... For letting her into his life, however briefly.
When she finally emerges from the bathroom, she finds him sitting at the kitchen table, a cup of