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WARNING: REFERENCES TO ALCHOL AND ABUSE. No actual hitting or anything, just reference.

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  Kiku was right in the middle of his anime marathon when the doorbell rang loudly through his home. It’s one in the morning!, He thought, Who could be visiting this late? Yet he wasn’t surprised to see his close friend standing on his front porch with what looked like smudged make up from crying and the remains of tears on her face.

  “_-__, are you alright?”, Kiku said calmly as he gestured to __ to come inside.

  “He (your (ex-?)boyfriend) tried to hit me and kicked me out of OUR apartment. AGAIN.” __ managed to spit out after containing her sniffling.

  Kiku sighed. “... Please excuse me for prying, but was he… uh…?”

  “Wasted? Yep.”

  “Again?” Kiku had a look of annoyance and tiredness on his face.

  “Yep.” She sniffled again as Kiku led her to the living room where (favorite anime) was still paused and rice crackers were in bags on the coffee table. Kiku moved aside a giant comforter that was on the couch to the middle of it to make room for the two of them. “Here. Sit. Sit. I will go and make some (favorite hot/warm beverage).”

  __ sat on the couch and put part of the huge blanket around her, still leaving a lot of blanket for Kiku to use. Shortly after, Kiku came back into the room and handed __ her drink as she thanked him quietly. He sat down on the other side of the couch, grabbed the remote, and put the subtitles on so that __ could understand what was happening during the anime.

  This is how it always was. __ couldn’t stand it when her boyfriend came home late “from work” obviously wasted, tie undone, and lipstick stains on his collar. He even tried to hit her when he caught her leaving! But she needed a place to live and anywhere else was too expensive. She’d go to Kiku’s house where they’d watch anime until she was ready to talk about it. She never was, but if she's ever ready to talk, he’d plan keep the volume insanely low, but keep the subtitles on because nothing is worth missing out on anime, especially some lame excuse for a boyfriend. ( She secretly liked him… )

  Kiku thought to himself, “Why can’t she be mine? I will treat her way better than that dirty boyfriend. I’ve been here the whole time to care for her. I do not wish to impede on her when she is in such a mood, neither do I wish to offend her in any way. What should I do? Should I try teaching a lesson to the trash-pile she calls a boyfriend? I don't know what's going on, but if it's enough to make ____ cry, it's enough to make me angry. Pfft. Forget about that idea. Look at yourself, Kiku. You're 5'5". You can't stand up to that. Probably couldn't stand up to anything. _____ is even more masculine than me! Wait. Would I be the uke? Oh, that's weird. Ah! Kiku, stop! Focus! ____'s feelings are more important right now!”

  “Kiku?”____'s soothing voice instantly brought Kiku's heart rate back down when she saw his frustrated expression.

  “Ready?” He lowered the volume and turned toward __ to get ready for whatever she needed to say.

  “…Please?”

  Right before ____ was going to talk, Kiku's face lit up with an idea, so he held up his hand while apologizing and said, “I am very sorry for interrupting you in the middle of speaking, but I feel that it is important that I bring this up now.”
Kiku shifted around for a second to try to get into a comfortable position. When he did this, everyone could tell that he was getting serious. “Look, __. I can't stand having to see you put up with this. This has been happening a lot more frequently than it used to, right?”

  __ simply nodded her head in response, seemingly confused.

  “And the reason you haven’t been able to leave him is because you can’t afford your own living place and such? You also haven’t been able to find a good roommate yet?”

  Another nod.

  “Well, I happen to have an opening for a roommate.”

  __ looked at Kiku with a happily shocked expression and had to fight the urge of glomping him to respect his personal space rule, so she grabbed a nearby pillow instead. “OH MY GOODNESS! KIKU! THANK YOU SO MUCH! THIS MEANS SO MUCH TO ME! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! YES!”

  Kiku had one of his small smiles on his face as you two started to discuss finances and things. It was decided that she would move in on Monday, since her (ex)boyfriend would be in the apartment over the whole weekend, obviously. _____ had to stay over because of this, but she didn't bring any spare clothes. She ended up borrowing some of Kiku's clothes. They've done it before, but it's too embarrassing to ever talk about. ( Penny for your thoughts right there... XD )

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JapanXReader 1
WARNING: REFERENCES TO ALCHOL AND ABUSE. No actual hitting or anything, just reference.

IF YOU'D LIKE ME TO CONTINUE, PLEASE FAVORITE AND LEAVE COMMENTS!!!! ^-^ I love feedback, guys. Enjoy the story!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

  Kiku was right in the middle of his anime marathon when the doorbell rang loudly through his home. It’s one in the morning!, He thought, Who could be visiting this late? Yet he wasn’t surprised to see his close friend standing on his front porch with what looked like smudged make up from crying and the remains of tears on her face.

  “_-__, are you alright?”, Kiku said calmly as he gestured to __ to come inside.

  “He (your (ex-?)boyfriend) tried to hit me and kicked me out of OUR apartment. AGAIN.” __ managed to spit out after containing her sniffling.

  Kiku sighed. “... Please excuse me for prying, but was he… uh…?”

  “Wasted? Yep.”

  “Again?” Kiku had a look of annoyance and tiredness on his face.

  “Yep.” She sniffled again as Kiku led her to the living room where (favorite anime) was still paused and rice crackers were in bags on the coffee table. Kiku moved aside a giant comforter that was on the couch to the middle of it to make room for the two of them. “Here. Sit. Sit. I will go and make some (favorite hot/warm beverage).”

  __ sat on the couch and put part of the huge blanket around her, still leaving a lot of blanket for Kiku to use. Shortly after, Kiku came back into the room and handed __ her drink as she thanked him quietly. He sat down on the other side of the couch, grabbed the remote, and put the subtitles on so that __ could understand what was happening during the anime.

  This is how it always was. __ couldn’t stand it when her boyfriend came home late “from work” obviously wasted, tie undone, and lipstick stains on his collar. He even tried to hit her when he caught her leaving! But she needed a place to live and anywhere else was too expensive. She’d go to Kiku’s house where they’d watch anime until she was ready to talk about it. She never was, but if she's ever ready to talk, he’d plan keep the volume insanely low, but keep the subtitles on because nothing is worth missing out on anime, especially some lame excuse for a boyfriend. ( She secretly liked him… )

  Kiku thought to himself, “Why can’t she be mine? I will treat her way better than that dirty boyfriend. I’ve been here the whole time to care for her. I do not wish to impede on her when she is in such a mood, neither do I wish to offend her in any way. What should I do? Should I try teaching a lesson to the trash-pile she calls a boyfriend? I don't know what's going on, but if it's enough to make ____ cry, it's enough to make me angry. Pfft. Forget about that idea. Look at yourself, Kiku. You're 5'5". You can't stand up to that. Probably couldn't stand up to anything. _____ is even more masculine than me! Wait. Would I be the uke? Oh, that's weird. Ah! Kiku, stop! Focus! ____'s feelings are more important right now!”

  “Kiku?”____'s soothing voice instantly brought Kiku's heart rate back down when she saw his frustrated expression.

  “Ready?” He lowered the volume and turned toward __ to get ready for whatever she needed to say.

  “…Please?”

  Right before ____ was going to talk, Kiku's face lit up with an idea, so he held up his hand while apologizing and said, “I am very sorry for interrupting you in the middle of speaking, but I feel that it is important that I bring this up now.”
Kiku shifted around for a second to try to get into a comfortable position. When he did this, everyone could tell that he was getting serious. “Look, __. I can't stand having to see you put up with this. This has been happening a lot more frequently than it used to, right?”

  __ simply nodded her head in response, seemingly confused.

  “And the reason you haven’t been able to leave him is because you can’t afford your own living place and such? You also haven’t been able to find a good roommate yet?”

  Another nod.

  “Well, I happen to have an opening for a roommate.”

  __ looked at Kiku with a happily shocked expression and had to fight the urge of glomping him to respect his personal space rule, so she grabbed a nearby pillow instead. “OH MY GOODNESS! KIKU! THANK YOU SO MUCH! THIS MEANS SO MUCH TO ME! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! YES!”

  Kiku had one of his small smiles on his face as you two started to discuss finances and things. It was decided that she would move in on Monday, since her (ex)boyfriend would be in the apartment over the whole weekend, obviously. _____ had to stay over because of this, but she didn't bring any spare clothes. She ended up borrowing some of Kiku's clothes. They've done it before, but it's too embarrassing to ever talk about. ( Penny for your thoughts right there... XD )