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Baby, You Can Cuddle Me to Death by existinnon
Anime » Finder Series Rated: K+, English, Humor & Romance, Asami R., T. Akihito, Words: 7k+, Favs: 109, Follows: 45, Published: Sep 5, 2014 Updated: Nov 4, 2014
42 Chapter 1
Word Count: 2,731

Disclaimer: All VF characters belong to Yamane-sensei.

Summary: Asami is jealous and discovers the most unexpected rivals in his domestic life with Akihito.

A/N: This was originally a one-shot, but I had so much fun writing it, so now it's a three-shots. *shifty eyes* Self-beta.

Day 1

After pulling an unpleasant all-nighter to clean up someone else's mess, Asami decided to return to the penthouse early that day. As a self-described workaholic, even he knew when enough was enough. He was the owner of a successful company and leader of a syndicate, not an office drone. The multiple piles of paperwork left sitting on his desk could wait. It was either that or he could shoot someone to make them go away. Kirishima was a smart man. After his declaration, the secretary had wished him a safe trip home and offered to hold the front while he was gone.

Exhausted and fatigued, he only looked forward to one thing, and that was to cuddle a certain feisty photographer for stress relief. Of course, that entailed maybe three or four rounds of sex, and if he was in the mood for it, a fifth round to tie it up, literally.

Asami strolled into the kitchen, fully expecting to see Akihito chopping away something in his usual skimpy attire: tank top, briefs; and an excessively pink, frilly apron. The apron, Akihito explained, was a birthday gift Kou had given him. Leave it to Akihito's friends to gift strange things and then getting away with it. But if he were to do it, Akihito would throw an array of colorful insults from the dictionary of obscenities and profanities his way. Most likely, multiple uses of 'perverted' and 'bastard' in the same sentence. But then again, it didn't matter much, since it gave him an excuse to punish Akihito for every insolence with leather and toys.

Finding the kitchen empty, he stalked into the living room. No Akihito either. It was two in the afternoon, where could Akihito be? He checked Akihito's bedroom, but still no photographer. Feeling slightly irritated, he whipped out his cell phone to dial the first number on the speed dial.

"Asami?" Akihito answered his phone, confusion clearly marked his voice.

"Why aren't you home?"

"What? I'm doing some grocery shopping for tonight's dinner, and why are you home? Shouldn't you be working right now?"

"We can order takeout." Asami checked his watch.

"Eh? No, since I'm already here I'm going to wait for the special soy sauce sale."

"You have five minutes, Akihito," Asami hung up before Akihito could protest. Unreasonable or not, he didn't give a damn about food, and he certainly wasn't going to let some ambiguous soy sauce sale interfere with his cuddle time.

Akihito had exactly 4 minutes and 25 seconds to make it back or punishment would ensue. Either way, he'd come out the victor. The corner of his mouth curved up into a sadistic smirk. Akihito made it too easy for him sometimes.

Satisfied with his display of dominance, he ambled into the master bedroom and dropped off his cell phone on the night stand. He was about to undress for a quick shower when his eyes caught the dark mass peeking from underneath the duvet cover. He eyed it suspiciously before reaching out to grab it.

A teddy bear.

And what an astonishing find it was…in his penthouse...and on his bed. He stared at the furry object in his hand, feeling slightly puzzled, and at the same time, fascinated by its unusual features. The pitch black fur, slightly raised thin and gray eyebrows-oh yes...eyebrows-, amber colored half orbs for eyes, gray nose, a mouth that looked more like a devious smirk, and the best of all, the gray tie around its neck. He narrowed his eyes. The peculiar resemblance to someone he knew was too much. It felt rather personal.

As he continued to ponder about the bear's mysterious origin, the sound of the penthouse's door opening pulled him out of his reverie. And with a flick of his wrist, he nonchalantly tossed the innocuous object back onto the bed. It must have been another one of Akihito's friends' ridiculous gifts, he convinced himself. He'd deal with it later.

After leaving the master bedroom, he found Akihito still lingering near the penthouse's door, gasping and struggling for air. Akihito had one arm propped against the wall for support while the other was held on to two bags of groceries. Akihito's ears, face, and neck blushed pink and red like he'd just ran a marathon.

"What-" Akihito took a deep breath, "-happened?"

Asami wore his usual teasing smirk. Akihito must have rushed back thinking something was urgent. How cute.

"Nothing," Asami answered with indifference while he closed the distance between them.

Akihito furrowed his brows in disbelief. "What?!"

The photographer was about to go off into one of his usual tirades when Asami scooped him up in his arms and then started to carry him toward the master bedroom. The grocery bags slipped from Akihito's grasp and slowly spilled their contents on the wooden floor, leaving a peculiar trail of potatoes, onions, and packages of curry powder.

"Oi! You rushed me home just for a quickie? And I was worried over nothing. I should have known. Let me go, you perverted bastard!"

"Akihito, you still haven't learned after all this time. You are mine and I get to have what's mine...whenever."

Ignoring the cussing and screaming bundle over his shoulder, Asami closed the master bedroom door in triumph. They ended up skipping dinner that day…just like any other day.

That Night

Asami woke up to the sounds of giggling noises and someone talking in the middle of the night. Judging from the lack of warmth beside him, he realized that that Akihito wasn't snuggling next to him like usual. Mind still weary with sleep, he opened his eyes to find Akihito sleeping on the far side of the bed, arms hugging the black teddy bear he had seen earlier. Akihito held it like it was his most precious companion and prized treasure in his world of dreams.

Normally, Asami wouldn't let such trivial things bother him, but seeing Akihito's preference for something else other than him irked his pride a little, and he wasn't about to lose to some furry object stuffed with cotton.

He curiously hovered over the photographer to listen to Akihito's rambling in his half-asleep state. Akihito continued to mumble something incoherent for a while before whispering the name "Ryu". As though to provoke him further, Akhito hugged the bear tighter and smiled affectionately. Feeling impatient, he grabbed the offending object and jerked it out of Akihito's embrace. Akihito stirred a little from the loss, but didn't wake.

Feeling victorious, Asami walked out of the bedroom with the black teddy bear. He could've been a master thief in his previous life, Asami mused. It wasn't until he was in the penthouse's private office that he noticed the little tag attached to the bear's bottom.

It read. 'Ryu'

So his Akihito had been unfaithful. Asami wasn't pleased.

Day 2 - The Next Night

Asami returned to the penthouse around half past 3 in the morning to find Akihito cuddling yet another furry object. Despite feeling like he was some kind of disgraceful teddy bear thief, he reluctantly took the bear from the sleeping photographer and swiftly stowed it away under the bed. Akihito jerked awake, confused at the sudden movement. So Asami coolly played it off as he sat on the bed pretending that nothing happened.

"Asami? What time is it?" Akihito asked, voice still tired from slumber.

"Go back to sleep, Akihito." Asami stroked his hair. Akihito didn't notice that his prize was gone.

After a few seconds, Akihito was fast asleep again, and Asami reached under the bed for his new conquest. After leaving the bedroom he studied the bear with mild irritation because it was still warm with Akihito's heat. Compared to the one from yesterday, this bear was slightly different. The dark brown fur, shiny gold tie, and a white stick sewn directly to the right paw were some changes. He looked at the stick again and realized that it looked like a cigarette. His eyebrow unconsciously raised at the discovery.

This time, the bear's tag read: 'Ryuichi'.

So Ryu had a friend.

Day 3

Asami sighed as he took in the scene before him. Akihito was sleeping on the couch, cuddling yet another damn bear. A tan colored one this time, except the tie was a royal dark purple. But the oddest thing was that it was fully dressed in a mini business suit.

Asami leaned over to nuzzle the area behind one Akihito's ear, and the photographer shifted. Once Akihito's grasp on the bear loosened enough, Asami took the opportunity to yank it out of his embrace. Straightening himself up again, Asami checked the tag out of curiosity. Or at least, that was what he told himself.

It read: 'Asami'

Huh. Asami couldn't help but wondered if Akihito was doing all of this on purpose.

He bent over the sleeping man again.

"You only need me, Akihito. All you have to do is ask," Asami whispered into the other's ears.

Day 4

On the fourth day, Asami was sure Akihito had ran out of teddy bears, but lo and behold, he walked into the kitchen to find one sitting on the counter. The white fur and red tie stuck out like a sore thumb against the dark marble of the kitchen counter. Also, it was perfectly angled to face the entrance as if left there on purpose to spite him. Trap or challenge, Asami didn't care. He strolled over to his target and flipped the bear upside down, albeit roughly, to read the label. Really, he needed to stop letting this get to him.

The label read: 'Bastard'

"I knew it!" a familiar voice yelled out from behind him. "You were the one who stole my teddy bears, weren't you?"

Unfazed, Asami turned to face his

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FanFictionChỉ trongCộng đồngDiễn đànHơnEm bé, bạn có thể ôm tôi đến chết bởi existinnon Anime» Finder loạt đánh giá cao: K +, tiếng Anh, hài hước và lãng mạn, Asami R., T. Akihito, từ: 7 k +, yêu thích: 109, sau: 45, xuất bản: Tháng Chín 5, Cập Nhật năm 2014: 4 tháng 11 năm 2014 42 chương 1Số từ: 2,731Disclaimer: Tất cả các ký tự phi đội VF thuộc về Yamane-sensei.Tóm tắt: Asami là ghen tuông và phát hiện ra đối thủ bất ngờ nhất trong cuộc sống của mình trong nước với Akihito.A / N: điều này ban đầu là một ngắn, nhưng tôi có nên nhiều niềm vui viết nó, vì vậy bây giờ nó là một ba-mũi chích ngừa. * gian xảo mắt * tự-beta.Ngày 1Sau khi kéo một all-nighter khó chịu để làm sạch mớ hỗn độn của người khác, Asami quyết định trở lại penthouse sớm ngày hôm đó. Là một workaholic tự miêu tả, ngay cả ông biết khi đủ là đủ. Ông là chủ sở hữu của một công ty thành công và các lãnh đạo của một syndicate, không phải là một mục tiêu giả văn phòng. Các cọc nhiều thủ tục giấy tờ trái ngồi trên bàn làm việc của ông có thể chờ đợi. Nó là một trong hai hoặc ông có thể bắn một ai đó để làm cho chúng biến mất. Kirishima là một người đàn ông thông minh. Sau khi tuyên bố của mình, bộ trưởng có muốn anh ta một ngôi nhà chuyến đi an toàn và được cung cấp để giữ phía trước trong khi ông đã biến mất.Kiệt sức và mệt mỏi, ông chỉ nhìn về phía trước với một điều, và đó là để ôm một nhiếp ảnh gia feisty nhất định để giảm căng thẳng. Tất nhiên, mà entailed có lẽ ba hoặc bốn vòng quan hệ tình dục, và nếu ông là trong tâm trạng cho nó, một phần năm tròn để tie nó lên, theo nghĩa đen.Asami strolled vào nhà bếp, hoàn toàn hy vọng để xem Akihito đang chặt đi một cái gì đó trong trang phục thiếu vải thông thường của mình: tank top, tóm tắt; và một sân đỗ hồng quá mức, xếp con. Sân đỗ, Akihito đã giải thích, là một món quà sinh nhật Kou đã cho ông. Để lại nó cho bạn bè của Akihito quà những điều kỳ lạ và sau đó nhận được đi với nó. Nhưng nếu ông đã làm điều đó, Akihito sẽ ném một mảng của các chị ấy đầy màu sắc từ điển của obscenities và profanities theo cách của mình. Nhiều khả năng, đa sử dụng 'sai đường' và 'bastard' trong cùng một câu. Nhưng sau đó một lần nữa, nó không quan trọng nhiều, vì nó đã cho anh ta một cái cớ để trừng phạt Akihito cho mỗi xấc với da và đồ chơi.Việc tìm kiếm nhà bếp sản phẩm nào, ông bị vào phòng. Akihito không có một trong hai. Nó đã là hai buổi chiều, nơi có thể Akihito? Ông kiểm tra Akihito của phòng ngủ, nhưng vẫn không có nhiếp ảnh gia. Cảm thấy hơi bị kích thích, ông whipped ra điện thoại di động của mình để quay số đầu tiên trên quay số tốc độ."Asami?" Akihito trả lời điện thoại của mình, sự nhầm lẫn đánh dấu rõ ràng tiếng nói của mình."Tại sao không phải là bạn nhà?""Những gì? Tôi đang làm một số hàng tạp hóa mua sắm cho bữa ăn tối tối nay, và tại sao các bạn Trang chủ? Không nên bạn làm việc ngay bây giờ?""Chúng tôi có thể đặt takeout." Asami kiểm tra chiếc đồng hồ."Eh? Không, kể từ khi tôi đã ở đây tôi sẽ chờ đợi cho nước sốt đậu nành đặc biệt bán.""Bạn có năm phút, Akihito," Asami hung lên trước khi Akihito có thể phản đối. Không hợp lý hay không, ông không đưa ra một damn về thực phẩm, và ông chắc chắn không phải để bán xì dầu mơ hồ một số ảnh hưởng đến thời gian ôm của mình.Akihito had exactly 4 minutes and 25 seconds to make it back or punishment would ensue. Either way, he'd come out the victor. The corner of his mouth curved up into a sadistic smirk. Akihito made it too easy for him sometimes.Satisfied with his display of dominance, he ambled into the master bedroom and dropped off his cell phone on the night stand. He was about to undress for a quick shower when his eyes caught the dark mass peeking from underneath the duvet cover. He eyed it suspiciously before reaching out to grab it.A teddy bear.And what an astonishing find it was…in his penthouse...and on his bed. He stared at the furry object in his hand, feeling slightly puzzled, and at the same time, fascinated by its unusual features. The pitch black fur, slightly raised thin and gray eyebrows-oh yes...eyebrows-, amber colored half orbs for eyes, gray nose, a mouth that looked more like a devious smirk, and the best of all, the gray tie around its neck. He narrowed his eyes. The peculiar resemblance to someone he knew was too much. It felt rather personal.As he continued to ponder about the bear's mysterious origin, the sound of the penthouse's door opening pulled him out of his reverie. And with a flick of his wrist, he nonchalantly tossed the innocuous object back onto the bed. It must have been another one of Akihito's friends' ridiculous gifts, he convinced himself. He'd deal with it later.Sau khi rời khỏi các phòng ngủ, ông tìm thấy Akihito vẫn nán lại gần cửa của căn hộ penthouse, thở hổn hển và đấu tranh cho không khí. Akihito đã có một cánh tay tựa vào tường để hỗ trợ trong khi khác được tổ chức vào hai túi cửa hàng tạp hóa. Akihito của tai, khuôn mặt và cổ trang màu hồng và màu đỏ như ông sẽ chỉ chạy một marathon."Những gì-" Akihito lấy một hơi thở sâu, "-đã xảy ra?"Asami mặc nhếch mép teasing thông thường của mình. Akihito phải có đổ xô trở lại suy nghĩ một cái gì đó là khẩn cấp. Làm thế nào dễ thương."Gì," Asami trả lời với sự thờ ơ trong khi ông đóng cửa khoảng cách giữa chúng.Akihito nhăn lông mày của mình trong sự hoài nghi. "Những gì?!"Các nhiếp ảnh gia đã là về để đi off vào một trong tirades bình thường của mình khi Asami scooped anh ta lên trong cánh tay của mình và sau đó bắt đầu mang anh ta về hướng thạc sĩ phòng ngủ. Túi hàng tạp hóa rời khỏi nắm bắt của Akihito và từ từ đổ của nội dung trên sàn nhà bằng gỗ, để lại một dấu vết kỳ dị của khoai tây, hành tây, và các gói của bột cà ri."Oi! Bạn vội vã đưa tôi về nhà chỉ cần một quickie? Và tôi đã lo lắng trên không có gì. Lẽ ra tôi phải biết. Thả tao ra, thằng truỵ lạc.""Akihito, bạn vẫn chưa biết được sau khi tất cả thời gian này. Bạn là của tôi và tôi có thể có những gì là của tôi... bất cứ khi nào. "Bỏ qua các gói cussing và la hét qua vai của mình, Asami đóng cửa phòng ngủ trong chiến thắng. Họ đã kết thúc bỏ qua bữa ăn tối ngày hôm đó... giống như bất kỳ ngày nào khác.Đêm đóAsami woke up to the sounds of giggling noises and someone talking in the middle of the night. Judging from the lack of warmth beside him, he realized that that Akihito wasn't snuggling next to him like usual. Mind still weary with sleep, he opened his eyes to find Akihito sleeping on the far side of the bed, arms hugging the black teddy bear he had seen earlier. Akihito held it like it was his most precious companion and prized treasure in his world of dreams.Normally, Asami wouldn't let such trivial things bother him, but seeing Akihito's preference for something else other than him irked his pride a little, and he wasn't about to lose to some furry object stuffed with cotton.He curiously hovered over the photographer to listen to Akihito's rambling in his half-asleep state. Akihito continued to mumble something incoherent for a while before whispering the name "Ryu". As though to provoke him further, Akhito hugged the bear tighter and smiled affectionately. Feeling impatient, he grabbed the offending object and jerked it out of Akihito's embrace. Akihito stirred a little from the loss, but didn't wake.Feeling victorious, Asami walked out of the bedroom with the black teddy bear. He could've been a master thief in his previous life, Asami mused. It wasn't until he was in the penthouse's private office that he noticed the little tag attached to the bear's bottom.It read. 'Ryu'
So his Akihito had been unfaithful. Asami wasn't pleased.

Day 2 - The Next Night

Asami returned to the penthouse around half past 3 in the morning to find Akihito cuddling yet another furry object. Despite feeling like he was some kind of disgraceful teddy bear thief, he reluctantly took the bear from the sleeping photographer and swiftly stowed it away under the bed. Akihito jerked awake, confused at the sudden movement. So Asami coolly played it off as he sat on the bed pretending that nothing happened.

"Asami? What time is it?" Akihito asked, voice still tired from slumber.

"Go back to sleep, Akihito." Asami stroked his hair. Akihito didn't notice that his prize was gone.

After a few seconds, Akihito was fast asleep again, and Asami reached under the bed for his new conquest. After leaving the bedroom he studied the bear with mild irritation because it was still warm with Akihito's heat. Compared to the one from yesterday, this bear was slightly different. The dark brown fur, shiny gold tie, and a white stick sewn directly to the right paw were some changes. He looked at the stick again and realized that it looked like a cigarette. His eyebrow unconsciously raised at the discovery.

This time, the bear's tag read: 'Ryuichi'.

So Ryu had a friend.

Day 3

Asami sighed as he took in the scene before him. Akihito was sleeping on the couch, cuddling yet another damn bear. A tan colored one this time, except the tie was a royal dark purple. But the oddest thing was that it was fully dressed in a mini business suit.

Asami leaned over to nuzzle the area behind one Akihito's ear, and the photographer shifted. Once Akihito's grasp on the bear loosened enough, Asami took the opportunity to yank it out of his embrace. Straightening himself up again, Asami checked the tag out of curiosity. Or at least, that was what he told himself.

It read: 'Asami'

Huh. Asami couldn't help but wondered if Akihito was doing all of this on purpose.

He bent over the sleeping man again.

"You only need me, Akihito. All you have to do is ask," Asami whispered into the other's ears.

Day 4

On the fourth day, Asami was sure Akihito had ran out of teddy bears, but lo and behold, he walked into the kitchen to find one sitting on the counter. The white fur and red tie stuck out like a sore thumb against the dark marble of the kitchen counter. Also, it was perfectly angled to face the entrance as if left there on purpose to spite him. Trap or challenge, Asami didn't care. He strolled over to his target and flipped the bear upside down, albeit roughly, to read the label. Really, he needed to stop letting this get to him.

The label read: 'Bastard'

"I knew it!" a familiar voice yelled out from behind him. "You were the one who stole my teddy bears, weren't you?"

Unfazed, Asami turned to face his