Day one of living with Mituna was... Actually okay. He was surprisingly nice and offered me a seat on the couch, asked If I wanted tea, which I did, and then skipped away into the kitchen to make us some hot beverage.
I sat silently staring around, decorations were minimal, the odd drawing was pinned to the wall, I have to say... They were awkwardly somehow cute, drawings of bees and sweet little flowers with polka dots.
After a long silence, Mituna came back holding two mugs,
"We got no tea... So I made hot chocolate!" He giggled and handed me a mug, I nodded in thanks and took a small sip, ouch, too hot. I screwed up my face and groaned, putting the cup down.
"Too hot?" He giggled again and sat next to me smiling, he then gasped- "WANNA WATCH A MOVIE?"
I blinked slowly, "oh, okay..."
He then hummed and jumped up suddenly, spilling a little bit of hot chocolate. "Oopsie..." He then threw the remote at me and went to grab a cloth, I groaned, hot chocolate on your lap is not very nice.
He came back with a cloth and dropped it on me deliberately, giggling. "You gotta take your pants off?" I blushed dark in embarrassment.
"No! I find the fact that you would ask that, extremely triggering, please do not ever ask that, or anything like that at all, ever again, thank you."
"Oh.... Well I think you should probably.... Uh.... Go into your own room and do it, yeah?"
I stood up, nodding and huffing, wandering away from him, cloth in hand, heading into the room that he had earlier labelled my own.
Damn, I don't think that I'm as cut out for this as I first thought...