I'm yours, you're mine

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A/N: why was I smiling while typing this? Gosh, I love Itto so much. Also, everything is canon because I said so. This is just something short and sweet for the Itto lovers (me). 

Update after writing: Okay when I first started this I was so excited because it gave me comfort. But honestly, I'm hating this now, but I think I'll still publish it.

P.s I'm new to writing and this is for fun. Constructive criticism is always welcome, but don't be rude about it.

Anyways enjoy <3

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You had a bad week full of meetings, failed experiments, and a lot of anxiety. Itto could tell you were more anxious than usual and you weren't taking enough care of yourself. He always had to remind you to eat something and to take a break once in a while, but you were just too busy.

There was someone pounding at your door when you woke up. You groaned but you didn't bother to open it. Hoping the person would give up and walk away. After fifteen seconds of waiting you gave up and stood up. With an annoyed and tired expression on your face, you opened the door to a very cheerful Itto.

"Good morning sunshinee~" he said with a big grin on his face. He clearly couldn't tell that he woke you up from your (very) precious hours of sleep that you had been trying very hard to catch up on. 

His face fell "Oh.. are you mad?" you couldn't help but laugh a little at his stunned face and shook your head. "No, it's fine. Something wrong?" You stepped aside so Itto could come in. He was already familiar with the place since this was where Itto and his gang would host their game nights. They were a lot of fun and you liked everyone and they seemed to like you too.

Itto sat down on the couch and patted his hand next to him, signaling for you to join him. You sat down and looked at him curiously. "So I have noticed you have been SUPER busy this last week. And I hoped if you're not too busy today we could hang out together. You deserve a break." You let his words sink in and tried to think if you were free today. "I would love to hang out today. You're right, work has been terribly stressful lately." He smiled and pointed to your room behind him with his thumb. "Go get ready I'll be waiting here." He said with a wink. You quickly stood up and went to your room.

You were almost done when you heard Itto sneeze and then scream in the living room. As soon as you went into the living room you saw Itto standing on your table. And your cat staring back at him with a tilted head. "Oh god, that scared me. I forgot you had a cat for some reason. You know what I'll be waiting outside if that's okay." You laughed and picked up your cat putting him in a corner while petting him. "Hey! Don't encourage him! I am the victim here, you should be concerned about me." You walked up to him and stood on your toes to give him a kiss on his cheek. His ears immediately turned red and you winked at him while walking back to your room with a smirk on your face.

Itto had spent the whole day trying to distract you and help cheer you up. You helped him with his chores, which he didn't really consider chores, and he made sure you were close to him the whole time. He was always staring at you, with the occasional flirty wink, and guiding you with his hand on your back. He had a habit of wrapping his arm around your back and letting his fingers intertwine with yours. 

You were standing in front of an old house when Itto suddenly yelled "Grannyy! It's me! Ittooooo!" Confused and shocked you tried to close your mouth and open it again "Why didn't you just knock? You're gonna give that poor woman a heart attack." "This is how I always greet her and she is not going to get a heart attack-" rolling his eyes he continued "-she knows it's me." You were about to say something sassy back at him when the door opened with an old woman who was grinning at you and Itto. 

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