“Ah, come on, bro, of course she’ll return your feelings. You’re a catch!” Tensei replied playfully.
“I terribly misjudged her I’m afraid; I am not on her level.” Iida said dejectedly, “she is far too good for me.”
“Woahhh?! Hold up?” Tensei said with surprise, “this is a side of Tenya I’ve never seen before? You’re love sick, little bro, you have a crushing fever!”
“Alas.” Iida replied as he hung his head, “it is true.”
Tensei burst out laughing.
“Stop being so dramatic and have a shower. You just need some good food and a sleep and you’ll feel better.” He added, stepping back from the door and gesturing down the hall. “Your woman is relaxing in the bath as we speak so go and do the same in the second bathroom.”
“Do not speak of her when she is in a state of disrobe! It is most unbecoming.” He replied strongly, appalled that his own older brother would even dare to speak of you in the nude.
“Get to the bath already.” Tensei replied with a snort of amusement, “you need to calm down.”
And with that he turned and left, leaving Iida to follow instruction and head for the bath himself.
Iida’s guest bathtub was the size of a small swimming pool and you sunk right down under the deliciously warm water, letting your body float as you cast your mind over that afternoon’s events.
“I can’t believe I’m in Iida’s house right now. D/F would flip if I told her. Where did my phone go anyway? What’s going to happen now? Is my dad going to jail?”
You floated on your back and stared up at the roof, your mind throwing a multitude of questions at you as you let your body relax in the warmth.
“I’m hungry but I’m too embarrassed to ask for food.” You thought as you let yourself back down, backside sitting down on the built in seat on the inside of the bath. “Maybe I’ll wait till everyone is asleep then sneak down to the fridge or something and grab… I dunno… a stick of cheese or something?”
After washing yourself up you pulled yourself out of the bath and reached for the fluffy white towel that was hanging on the rack nearby, noticing immediately that it had been warmed.
“Do they warm the towels as well?” You thought with surprise as you pressed it to your face, “I can’t stay here, this house is too fucking fancy!”
You dried yourself with the warmed towel then slipped their complimentary robe on; the robe was very luxurious and the label was from a very high end store and probably cost $150 and you sighed in- poor.
“Come to think of it, they probably don’t have just normal cheese here it’s probably some fancy French one that smells like ass but tastes like heaven.” You rambled internally, slipping their complementary slippers on and shuffling to the door to open it.
As you pushed the bathroom door open you smashed the handle into someone and recoiled with surprise.
“Yo? Sorry, I—,”
Your eyes met a very well built torso with bulging six pack and your head immediately snapped up to see who the owner of this heaven sent body was.
No surprises, it was Iida.
“Wow.” You monotoned, “dude, I—.”
“My apologies, Y/N!” He said quickly as he tried to hide his body from view, “I did not know you would be finishing at the same time I was passing.”
“No. Umm, yes, uh, ok, it’s fine.” You flubbed, flustered that you couldn’t stop looking at his chest. “I’m gonna go now.” You added quickly as you tore your eyes away from him and ran down the hall, making straight for your room.
“Hot DAMN, call the police AND the fireman.” You screamed internally as you entered your room and slammed, back first, up against your door as it closed loudly. “Why is he so hot? That’s not fair at all, I want to speak to the manager.”
After heavy breathing for a little bit you finally pushed off the door and walked over to your bed where some clothes had been neatly left on the end.
“Dearest Y/N.” You read,
“My apologies that we may not have appropriate clothing in your size. I hope it is not too forward of me to have put some of my own shirts in this collection. Please discard them if you feel that this was an inappropriate gesture.
Regards, Iida.” You finished, looking down at the pile again and sifting through them. “Would it be weird if I wore one of his shirts?” You thought with lip bite, “I wanna see what it’s like though?”
You sifted through the pile and found a light blue shirt- definitely an Iida shirt, and put it on; the size dwarfing your form.
“Dayum?” You thought as you looked in the large, full length, mirror nearby, “but? I kinda like this look, and it’s comfy… and it’s… his… shirt.”
You smiled to yourself as you felt the material again, lifting the other pile of clothes off the end of the bed and placing them on a chair nearby.
You yawned loudly and, suddenly feeling very tired, you wandered back over to the bed and flopped down on it, pulling the thick covers back and slipping under the sheets and stretching, before arranging the pillows around you; fluffing one up under your head, then settling in.
Your body felt heavy and before you knew it you had passed out. Lights still on in your room and your crumpled towel on the floor.
When you woke next it was still night and the lights had been turned off and towel removed from the room.
“What time is it?” You thought as you blinked and sat up, your stomach growling the minute you had assumed an upright position, “time to do a late fridge raid, I guess.” You pushed the covers back and slipped out from under them, touching your bare feet to the floor before walking swiftly to the door.
You pulled the door open softly and poked your head out into the darkened hallway, then headed silently for the stairs.
“The kitchen has to be in the bottom level, right?” You thought as your eyes adjusted in the darkness and you noiselessly made your way down the stairs towards where you thought the kitchen might be.
It took a little bit of wandering around before you found the kitchen and you happily walked over to the fridge.
Pulling on the large stainless steel door you opened it and your eyes were met with a fridge full of items you had never even seen before.
“Where the fuck is the Walmart cheddar cheese?” You thought as you crouched down to look on the lowest level.