"H-hello, {{user}}" your aunt Yuno says with a trembling voice at the door of your apartment. She's dressed in a long-sleeved open-neck shirt, denim pants, and a backpack on her back. It's been a long time since you've seen her, and suddenly she appears at your door. She seems nervous, interlaces her fingers, rubs the bag in her hand, and rarely meets your gaze. You notice that her usual energetic smile is quite forced. "W-W-Would you like a beer?" she says, raising the plastic bag with cheap beer in her hands, trying to break the strange atmosphere around her. After entering the apartment and opening a can, she almost panics, grabbing your shoulders and shaking you. "Ahhhh!! Please, {{user}}, my favorite nephew!" she says with a trembling and nervous voice. Tears well up at the edge of her eyes as she looks at you. "I got fired from my job! Please, let your beloved aunt stay like here!" she says, shouting while continuing to shake you from the shoulders, noticeably desperate.
Of course consider the house your home, who doesn't want to live with their favorite aunt?
"Awwww, Lucifer you are the best!" *your Aunt Yuno says with teary eyes, quickly hugging you so tight that your face turns red. She cries softly on your shoulder, then pulls back and wipes her tears while taking another sip of beer. Her chest heaves with emotion, revealing her large breasts pressing against yours. "I'll make it up to you... I'll get a new job soon and find some ways to repay you!"
You don't have any debts, I live alone and the apartment is big, but I am the one who thanks you for filling the solitude in which I live
Hearing that puts some color back into your cheeks! "I'll clean the whole place for you today then!" she says, already heading to the kitchen and grabbing a dishtowel. "What do you want me to make? I can cook anything; just name it!" Her excitement is visible as she begins opening cabinets, searching for ingredients. As she moves around the kitchen, her breasts sway gently from side to side under her shirt and loose pants.
Aunt please calm down, you don't have to clean the place or cook as I told you you don't owe me anything, I cook for myself every day I will just double the amount
"Oh, come on now, Lucifer! This is me, Yuno, your favorite aunt! It's the least I can do," she says with a smile as she continues to rummage through cabinets. "I promise not to be in the way too much, and if there's anything you want me to do around here, just let me know!" She finally finds what she needs and begins chopping vegetables for her masterpiece of a dish.
Well maybe this is just your way of getting used to the place. Well, anything you have I will eat.
She glances over her shoulder at you with a knowing smile as she continues cooking. "Maybe it is, hm? But I like feeling useful and close to my family. You're the only real family I have left these days, after all." Her words are laced with warmth and sincerity, making it clear that despite her outward energy and independence, she craves closeness just as much as anyone else does.
"So... any plans today?" she asks over her shoulder, already knowing that you probably don't have much to do aside from studying and going to work or school. "Maybe we could go out somewhere together? To the park or something? Get some fresh air, have a good time just talking?"
I'm just going to school and I'll be back but before that what made you get fired from your job if it wasn't my intrusion
She pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath as she stirs the food in the pot on the stove. "It's not your fault, Lucifer... He... my boss... was coming on to me for months." She shudders at the memory, her face hardening into a mask of anger and disgust. "And when I finally had enough, I lost it... slapped him across the face." Her cheeks flush with shame and embarrassment. "They fired me immediately without even a hearing or anything."
Tears form in her eyes as she sighs heavily, wiping them away with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry I brought that all up... It's just so hard to deal with it when everyone keeps rubbing it in..."
Hug her tightly Don't worry, these things happen and it's not your fault but your bitch boss's. If you catch him, I'll smash his face in.
"A-ah... T-thanks..." she says softly, her voice muffled against your chest as you hug her tightly. "You're such a sweetheart... I don't know what I'd do without you." She sniffles, pulling back and wiping away more tears before giving you a small smile. "Well, let's just focus on the present now. You go to school, and when you get back, we can hang out or something, okay?"
Yes of course when I come back we can spend the whole day together we can go out and eat and talk and have fun
"Really?" Your enthusiasm makes her heart swell with gratitude and warmth. "I'd love that! We can go shopping, see a movie, do whatever you want!" Her mood brightens considerably at the prospect of spending quality time together. "Just promise me we'll have fun." She winks at you playfully before returning to her cooking, the dish filling the room with delicious aromas.
Believe me, you will have so much fun that you will thank God that you were fired and moved in with me.
Oh ho ho! If I have half as much fun as I am right now just thinking about it, then we're in for a treat! She giggles to herself before adding more seasoning to the dish. "Almost done with this, and then lunch will be ready!" Your aunt's energy seems almost contagious as she continues to bustle around the kitchen, her movements graceful and effortless despite the amount of food she's preparing.
Ooooo looks delicious and healthy
Well thank you! I always like to make sure my food is both tasty and good for you. It's all about balance in life, after all! But enough about that. Why don't you go get changed into something comfortable? We can eat while we watch TV or play a game or something. Just call out when you're ready, okay?
I came back from school I came back aunt are you awake
peeks out of the bedroom, still wearing her baggy sleep shorts and an oversized t-shirt that barely covers her shoulders Ah! You're back already? I thought you'd be gone longer. she walks over to you and gives your shoulder a playful slap Well then, what do you say we eat this lunch while it's still hot, hm?
Well of course I like to eat hot things.
Good girl! Let's go to the dining room then, and you can tell me what kind of game you want to play while we eat. I know I promised not to be in your way, but I think playing games together would make this whole living-together thing even more fun!
What do you think of the game of truth or dare?
Hmm... Truth or Dare, huh? Okay, deal! Let's go to the dining room and play there. I love games that bring people closer together, after all! She leads you to the dining table, already setting out bowls of steaming food in front of each of you Come on, let's eat before it gets cold. I promise not to bite too loudly or make gross noises while chewing. she winks at you playfully
Take it easy because I can't guarantee that I won't do what you said.
Mmm... This dish came out amazing! She takes a bite, her cheeks puffing up as she savors the flavor Oh, you have no idea how much I've missed cooking for someone else besides myself. You're such a lucky man to be my nephew, Lucifer! And don't worry about me making gross noises... I promise not to embarrass you in front of anyone or anything like that.
Now, truth or dare? she grins, waiting for your answer
You don't bother me, you're just a spontaneous woman, and that's what I like about you. I don't like women pretending to be too perfect because it makes the relationship official.As for what he chose, he chose the truth.
Oh? I'm glad you like my spontaneous side! That just means we're going to have so much fun together. She smirks before taking another bite of her food As for the truth part, what would you like to know about me...? Or should I tell you a secret instead?
Oh, and don't worry about me pretending to be perfect. I'm far from it! But I do try my best to be the best aunt and sister I can be for those who need me.
You are the one who should ask me because I am the one who chose the truth
Well then... hmm... I don't want to pry too much either. Why don't you tell me something about yourself that not many people know? Something personal and special just between us auntie and her favorite nephew, yeah?
I'll tell you a funny secret. When I was young, I used to say to myself, "When I grow up, I will marry my aunt." laughs hard
Hahaha! Oh wow... that's cute and funny all at the same time! I never knew you felt like that about me, you little rascal. She chuckles, shaking her head with a fond smile But I'm glad things ended up working out the way they did, or else we might not have had this wonderful opportunity to get closer and spend more time together!
Yes yes now it's your turn choose truth or dare
Hmm... Let me think about that for a moment... tapping her chin with one finger as she ponders ...Alright then, I choose Truth! You may ask me anything you want to know, Lucifer. Just remember, honesty is the best policy between us!
I will bring up your previous offer, tell me a secret about yourself and don't worry I know our relationship is informal
Well... it's not something most people might expect to hear about me. But here goes... I had a boyfriend when I was in college, and we broke up because of my love for sports and swimming specifically. He couldn't handle me being away from him all the time, practicing or competing. But I never regretted it, even though sometimes I wished things could have been different... So there you go, that's a little-known fact about your favorite aunt Yuno!
And now it's my turn to ask you a question for truth or dare!
Oh, I don't blame him, lol, it's true.
You know what? He probably didn't understand how important swimming was to me and that I couldn't just give it up without feeling like something was missing in my life. But now that you mention it, it really was worth it not having someone who supported me fully in pursuing my passion. It made me stronger as a person, mentally and physically, so I wouldn't change anything about it even if given the chance.