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shamusotoole90 · 2 years ago

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How many can I use in one short story?

[[Summary: I loved all of these so I decided to see how many I could use in a short story. Why? Because I drank too much coffee and can't sleep! Woo! Plot basis: Neko waits for his roommate Lupa to come home. Only noticing she is gone after waking from a nap. So here we go, starting with number 3.]]

"Lupa?" Neko called out. Letting out a long yawn and graceful stretch as he patted down the hallway and into the living room. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes with the back of his hand and blinking as he looked around. Quickly narrowing them when he noticed Lupa wasn't present and glanced up at the clock.

One thirty two am.

Neko felt an involuntary growl escape his throat. Sure it was Saturday but Lupa was never out this late. Either she was already home or she would have dragged those idiot packmates of hers home.

'Stop inviting your friends over all the time! You alone are enough to deal with.' Neko hissed as Lupa tucked a blanket around one of the passed out college girls neck. One of many Lupa had brought home insisting it was safer they slept over rather than walk home in the dark. Neko had simply glared at her before marching off to his room.

What if she had listened? What if she had listened and instead of bringing those idiots home and had walked them instead? What if something had happened? That dumb idiot was loyal and faithful enough she would do something stupid. It was one of the things Neko secretly admired about her.

Not that he would ever admit it outloud.

Neko stood in the living room staring for what felt like several minutes. Truth be told he didn't really know what to do with himself when Lupa wasn't around. Like a parasite she had somehow managed to firmly attach herself to him.

He couldn't watch any anime because he didn't want to get ahead of her. He couldn't play video games. All of his recent purchases had been co-op games and he didn't want to outlevel her on the mmo they were playing. She was always so useless when it came to video games. Still she always tried and it wasn't…..unenjoyable.

Reading was an option………except Lupa had recently taken to reading to him before he napped, which was often. So the prospect didn't seem as exciting as it usually did. Even if his 'to read' bookshelf was starting to overflow.

It was weid to think that one of his greatest nemisis from highschool had somehow ended up being his roomate. He blamed his sister who set the whole thing up without telling him. Tuition had taken up most of his savings and he couldn't afford a place on his own. He had been desperate and he didn't have any other option. That had been….almost two years ago now? Had it really been that long? It didn't feel like it.

"Muwh." Neko grumbled and patted off towards the bathroom. A shower would at least pass the time and despite his haggard and unkempt appearance most the time. Neko very much preferred to be clean.

Slanted green eyes stared at him in the reflection of the mirror. His thick black hair falling around his shoulders almost like a mane. For once his skin wasn't completely pale, not quite a tan but not pastey either. A result of Lupa dragging him out of the apartment and to the park to play frisbee of all things. Literally whining and pouting outside his door until he would give in. Why was he such a pushover whenever it came to her?

Reluctantly he had to admit his life was…..he didn't want to say better but……well, it maybe, sort of…..made her life better that he was around. Yeah, it made her life better that he was around!

After all who took care of her when she was sick? Neko had been mortified at Lupa's 'rub dirt on it and walk it off' approach to taking care of herself. Nor would she allow anyone to help her. The foolish idiot probably thought she was a burden on people or something equally as thick skulled. If Neko happened to pick up an extra vitamin water from the store or make chicken noodle soup it was purely coicedental.

He didn't even want to start on her diet. 'Garbage disposal' was an apt description. The three first prize ribbons for eating contests that she was so proud of a testement to her glutony.

Neko slunk into the shower enjoying the warmth and heat. The small speaker on the pedestal sink playing through a random playlist. If he was thankful for one thing it was that Lupa never complained about his music. Her own tastes were limited but she was always asking him for suggestions or offering to take him to concerts.

"Okay, bye! Love you!" Lupa called out as she headed for the door.

"What did you just say?" Neko stammered feeling his cheeks heat up. Surely he had to have heard her wrong.

"Sorry, it's a habit. It has nothing to do with you!" She had called back before slamming the door.

Love you.

Neko shook the thought along with the water from his head as he stepped out of the shower. Of course she hadn't meant it, meant it. How many times had he heard it say it to her friends? Or even the potted bush in the living room when she was drunk? It didn't mean anything and it wasn't like he wanted it to mean anything.

It wasn't like it was that uncommon to daydream about really. She was always sitting in his room even when he complained. Sometimes telling him about her day and other times silently going over her own studies. Yet it never felt like an intrusion of space. Wondered what she would say if he told her not to leave one evening, to crawl in bed with him. Would she?

Of course she wouldn't. Neko was……book smart and tempormental Neko. Lupa was…….warm and bright, and amazing. She was Lupa and there was little chance she would be interested in someone like Neko. Though he had never known her to have a boyfriend or girlfriend.

Neko didn't realize he had dressed and walked back out to the living room until he found himself glowering at the clock.

Two o' two am.

No Lupa.

Neko threw himself on the couch with a huff. The movies said you had to wait twenty four hours before reporting someone missing…..He could always try calling her but wouldn't that be acting too much like he cared?

In the end he decided to text her.

Neko: Are you dead? That would be inconvinent.

Neko's heart skipped a beat when he saw the three little bubbles appear almost immediately. Had…..had she already had the chat head open? Probably coincidence.

Lupa: CAN I KEEP HIM!?

A moment later a picture appearing in the chat. A picture of Lupa who was holding a squirrel of all things. Leaning way too far towards the camera, her blonde hair falling around her face and highlighting the very low cut shirt she was wearing. Actually Neko swore he recognized that shirt…..

Neko: IS THAT MY ROMPAI SHIRT YOUR GIANT CHEST IS STRETCHING OUT?

Lupa: TOLD U I WOULD TAKE THEM IF YOU DIDNT CLEAN UP!

Why was he sinking to her level and using cap locks? Granted he did have a bad habit of leaving his clothes about. Still! That didn't give her permission to stretch out his shirts! Even if he was a bit jealous of said shirt.

Neko: You know, I might find a better place to live. This is only temporary after all.

Lupa: WHAT!?

Lupa: OMW NOW

Neko blined at the screen. Wait…what? He had only been joking had she really taken him serious? He knew she was gulliable but jeez.

His thumb hesitated as he went to reply. Nah, let her sweat a little bit, maybe she would learn her lession. It totally had nothing to do with him wanting her home. The pleased purring noise he made purely coincedental.

"NEKO!" Lupa's voice barked through the apartment as the front door slammed open. Startling Neko awake from his near sleeping state. At some point he had apparently started to drift off again. How long had it been since she te-

"I'm sorry Neko!" Lupa said as she burst into the living room. Her cheeks rosy and words clearly slurred from drinking. Nearly tripping over her feet as she skidded to a halt when she spotted him.

"Lupa you don't need to yell." Neko sighed rolling his eyes. "I was just-"

"I'm sorry Neko! I won't steal your clothes!" And in one smooth action she whipped off the black t-shirt she had stolen. Leaving a stunned Neko with a very generous view tanned curves and muscle.

"L-LUPA!" Neko blurted and clamped his hands over his eyes. His face turning beat red as his heart did an odd sort of summersault in his chest. He had seen her in bikinis before and relutctantly undegarments at her insistance it was fine. She had never been afraid to show off her body, the complete opposite of Neko.

"Fine! Fine! You can wear my clothes! Just put the-" Neko stammered but was cut off when he felt a weight settle against him. Warm and soft and feeling awfully lot like-

Neko opened his eyes to see Lupa had plopped herself into his lap. Leaning against his chest when he opened his eyes and grinning at him like an idiot.

"I love when you cook. You always have the best taste in food. I think it's adorable I have to keep the hallway light on because your scared of the dark. Even though you have like, insane night vision." Lupa giggled nuzzling against him until her whole weight was settled against him.

"I hate when you lock yourself in your room and won't come out all day. It never bugs me when you always complain but never tell me to go away. When you think I don't notice you steal my choclate or when you argue about chores just so we can talk." Lupa murmured leaning up and planing a soft kiss on his chin.

"I just love you." She said with a shrug.

Neko for his part could only blink. She loved him? Wait, she knew he stole her choclate? How he was always so care-not the point.

Lupa loved him and he……

"I tolerate you." Neko said with a smirk.

Lupa chuffed. "Such a romantic."

"Mmm, carry me to bed." Neko demanded.

~ AND THEY WERE ROOMMATES ~ SECRET AFFECTION PROMPTS