𝙶𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝙾𝚏 𝚈𝚘𝚞 ✵ s. ᴍᴀɴᴊɪʀᴏ

02

Mikey's POV

After a while, Koko gave me the things I asked him to buy. The snowflake necklace and Y/n's favorite flowers, I hope she likes it.

I arrived at the penthouse and It was empty. The others had their jobs to deal with.

"Y/n? I'm home." I called

"Oh, Welcome back!" She exclaimed happily.

I sat down on the couch and she did the same. I handed her the flowers and the necklace.

"What's this for?" She asked

"A thank you gift for helping me sleep." I said

"You know that you don't need to give me anything right? You should only spend things on something important." she lectured

"But you're important" I said

"And so are you but you don't buy much for yourself." She said

I didn't argue back and just closed my eyes.

"Do you like it?" I asked

"Of course I do, anything you give would be a treasure for me." She said and I felt relieved.

"Do you want to go out on a stroll?" She asked

"Yeah"

I just wore a hoodie and a cap with a face mask to hide. Even if it's almost dark outside, I can't afford to get involved with the police.

We were walking on the sidewalk when I saw Y/n looking at a dress that was displayed in a shop.

"Do you want that?" I asked

"No, I just think it's beautiful." She said

"We just buy it. I'll tell Koko to buy the whole store." I said

"Wha- no. The whole store is too much." She said

"It's either the dress or the whole store. Which one?" I said

She sighed and agreed to buy the dress.

"Wear this when we get home" I said

"Alright" She said

After walking for about an hour we went home. We didn't talk much the whole walk and just enjoyed the view.

"Aren't you hungry?" She asked

"No" I replied

She was silent for a few moments.

"Then how about we cook together?" She suggested

I thought for a while. Maybe she's hungry.

"ok" I said

Every time we cooked together, I always do everything while she tells me what to do. I wouldn't let her since that accident, I wouldn't mind learning how to cook from time to time.

"Taste it." I said

"You go first" she said I followed.

I tasted it and it was good and at least edible. It's still not the same as how she used to cook but it still tastes good.

"So?" She asked

"Good but not as good as yours" I said

She chuckled "You don't have to be so hard on yourself." She said

I set the table for her but she pouted.

"What?" I asked

"I'm not eating if you aren't" she claimed.