(Drabble) Breakfast

A Tachibana Kippei and Matsuda Saki (OC) drabble from Wonderful Days forum

Title: Breakfast
Pairing: Tachibana Kippei&Matsuda Saki (OC)
Theme:   #21 No tennis today
Rating: T
Notes: Actually I have to sleep now but this challenge is too delicious for me to skip. So, I supposed there are lots of errors and... maybe my mind not working so well. So yeah... 



It was a beautiful morning at Tachibana residence. A blonde-haired man in sports attire walked in
quietly. He just back from his regular morning jog so sweats were clearly visible on his face and he
tiptoed slowly, headed towards the kitchen.

Then he saw it. A woman standing in front of the stove. A light brown apron wrapped her figure
perfectly. Her short hair was tied messily –a sign she just wake up while ago- and she chirped
happily.

Tachibana let out a soft smile at the delighting scene in front of him. Although sometimes she may
be mean and bossy, he never regretted his decision to make her his partner in life.

His heart’s other half. His happiness.

He walked slowly to the woman, stood behind her and blocked her view with his big palm.

He could feel her body stiffened and saw her stopped to stir then put the turner slowly.

“What is it Kippei?” She said wearily.

He let go of his palms. “Oh! How could my dear guessing me right?” He chuckled. Saki turned around
to face him. “There is no other people living in this apartment expect us, stupid Kippei.” He knew
she was rather sensitive in the morning. But it was always fun to see her pouty face. And he always
prepare for her violence later.

She turned to face the stove again and continued to stir. Tachibana encircled his arms on her waist,
hugged her from behind. He leant his chin on her shoulder and inhaled her scent slowly, letting her
fragrance filling his lungs.

‘Naughtier act in the morning’, he thought. He bit her neck in a quick motion. Too bad, he was late
to dodge so she was able to land her foot on his knee successfully. She moved her body to face him
and shot a death glare. “Why did you return home so early?!”

“There’s no morning tennis today.” He smiled and kissed her softly. “So, would my wife take the
honor to be my breakfast today?”