Timid Love

 “Happy to be of service…. To both you and Wild duck Burger.”

 After making his joke Minato got dressed himself. Once ready and the wrinkles smoothed out he kissed Fuuka. 

 “They might run out of stock thanks to us you know.” He warned. “Would you be embarrassed if I bought their whole stock to eat?”

          “ No. Your stomach is an endless abyss. “

   She knew full well he could eat any store out of business and still be hungry. She never understood it. In fact, it seemed inhumanly possible. Then again, he wasn’t a normal human either.

“Like I said it’s a theory. Not a good one though since I don’t have anything concrete. I guess it’s more like I’m wondering if it has to do with me coming back.”

 Great, now she was going to worry more. Everything seemed like it was okay now so perhaps they didn’t even need to worry about it anymore. After all she didn’t mention that it was current, only that the difficulty had happened.

 After a few more strokes to her hair Minato leaned down and kissed Fuuka while setting her brush down.

 “There, all done. How’d I do?”

          “ Who knows? As long as you deem her fine, I’ll try to summon her tonight like normal. Also it looks wonderful! Thank you, Sweetie! “

   A delighted laugh came from Fuuka as he finished, standing up to hug him, before moving to quickly throw on the clothes she had thought about earlier.

“I see.”

 Brush strokes continued without pause as he took in everything Fuuka had said. She’d been clinging to a small hope without letting it take over and to top it off she had used Juno as her escape mechanism to get away from life’s woes. He’d truly made the woman he loved wait. One thing bothered Minato though; Juno being difficult to summon suddenly. Had the violation from a week prior damaged her psyche to the extent of locking away Juno?

 A quick search proved that wasn’t the case. She and Juno seemed fine. Perhaps his return had weakened Fuuka’s ability to summon her persona. Just to be safe Minato shared the strength of his wildcard so she could hopefully summon Juno without issue again.

 “You might’ve strained yourself.” Minato finally spoke up. “Everything seemed fine, and it doesn’t seem like that incident had damaged your psyche to the point of harming the ability to use Juno. I’m not entirely sure what happened, but I have a theory. It might’ve been my return.”

          “ But why? Why would your return have anything to do with it? “

   Gaze moved upward to be looking at him through the reflection of

   mirror. Had she done something wrong maybe? Reacted too much

 “Rapunzel hm? A beautiful name for my beautiful wife. I still prefer Fuuka though.” He complimented.

 Her remark had caught Minato’s attention. She’d known? so much for what he’d thought was a surprise. Though she did still seem honestly surprised to see him. 

 Maybe she didn’t know when I’d come?

 Minato continued to run the brush through her hair. There hadn’t been hardly any snags, but it was smoothing out perfectly.

 “So you knew I was back?” He asked. “I’m surprised you could feel me when I was in the velvet room. I was in a sorry state during my stay there… I looked less like a hero and more like a bedridden and helpless man.”

          “ Well, it’s really hard to explain. Like. . . I just had this feeling. Which is why I tried to just keep living my life like normal. I didn’t want to get my hopes up for something that wasn’t coming true. “

   A small sigh.  This wasn’t something she had planned to admit.

          “ I just. . . Whenever I would go to escape from the world in Juno, especially when I needed help healing. . . I would search for you. Quietly praying I would find you. After last week. . . I had trouble summoning Juno. I don’t know why either. . . “

“Wow… Your hair got long. Beautiful too.”

 He wasn’t going to just let her work on that by herself. It’d take a little bit of time. Not to mention this provided a romantic moment. Minato got up, hastily put on his boxers, and made his way over to Fuuka. As he kissed her cheek the brush was taken from her hand.

 “You’re relieved from brush duty honey.” He whispered before standing straight. 

Hand came to gently work the brush through her hair while a loving smile was given in the direction of the mirror.

          “ The family tends to call me Rapunzel now. “

   A hum as he worked through her hair. It felt nice to have someone with

   gentle touch working through the long strands. Ever since her hair had

   gotten long, she had been a bit wary of who messed with it.

          “ I’m glad you like it. “

   A smile was given in return. He was here. . . Honestly truly here.

“Unplanned makes for a better schedule in that department.” Minato mused.

 Many kisses were placed on her cheeks and lips as Minato continued to spoil her with affection. It wouldn’t be until another ten minutes passed that she’d be released from all of the snuggling. When Fuuka was though, she’d been released only enough to be given a light stomach massage. Once that was over she was completely free.

 “How was the massage?” He asked in a chipper tone.

          “ It was n-nice. “

   She stammered as she got up to go sit on the stool in front of her

   vanity. A giggle was let out at the sight of her bun. Such a mess.

   Hands reached up to gently start fishing the pins out of her hair.

   Once out, it was revealed her minty locks flowed past her butt.

     “ . . . First star I see tonight. . . I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight. Please. . . Please let me have him back. I’m trapped again. “

     She quietly summoned Juno surrounding herself in the peace of her waters. She found it also helped accelerate healing of the wounds she’d give from HIM. A soft breath was left out, as long hair swirled around her in the depths.

      There was something she didn’t understand. . . For the past year, she had been feeling a familiar sensation. The one she had grown so fondly of whenever she went into this orb of peace before a battle. . . It was the wildcard she had come to love and adore. The one she had pledged her heart to. Yet try as she might, she could never find him.

     She could hear Juno reaching into her thoughts, trying to get her to relax. And so she did, giving way to slumber in the safety of her persona.

     When she woke in the morning she found herself on the bed. A sigh escaped her lips as she sat up. Another day. Another bruise. She held her arms out in front of her. At least her wounds were healing rather quickly, thanks to Juno.

     What she wasn’t prepared for, was the fact as she went downstairs HE was waiting for her. Grabbed. Thrust against the wall. Told she was worthless. Told she was his property. Cloth ripping, skin bleeding, she crying out for her wildcard’s name. HE questioned the name, Fuuka wouldn’t answer.

     Turned to have face crushed against the wall now, before she felt something enter a place that wasn’t meant to be. Now she burned, from pain and shame. After he had his enjoyment from that, she was thrown to the floor, head hitting the table on the way down, a potted plant shattering on the floor.

     More insults spilled from his lips, as he took her once more, this time ensuring her virginity would be forced away too. He was stripping her of everything she had today. She wished the blow from the table would have been enough to knock her off, but no, her head would pound with even more with every thrust from him.

     Finally the agony was over. She was left to lie there on the floor as he let himself out of the house. A quiet whimper from Fuuka as she begged her persona to hold her once more. Thus in that water globe she did pass out again.

     Waking four hours later, she stood up from the couch she found herself on, legs wobbling. She carried herself to the shower, wishing to wash the sin away. After, she worked on cleaning the house up, before going back to her bedroom.

     She knelt down, taking out a book from under the bed. She crawled up onto the bed, sitting cross legged, opening it from the beginning. As she thumbed through the pages all filled with pictures and letters. Tears started to fall, before sobbing shook her body. Before her was a time when she was the happiest in her life. . .

{ 🃏 } “Aha! There’s that adorable laughter I wanted! Well, now I can’t show you any mercy!”

Kotone rushed forward, smiling brilliantly as her fingers danced up and down Fuuka’s sides, pushing her against the wall next to her doorway.

“You are … adorable, you know that? The cutest giggle I’ve ever heard!”

Never mind that Fuuka was now technically five years older than her, she could never see her friend as anything less than a sister, a younger sister at that.

          “ Eeek! Kotone, stop, stop! “

   More laughter and shrieking. She slowly slide down the wall trying

   to get away from her. Why was Kotone being so cruel to her? To

   make matters worse, her long hair was going everywhere in the

 “Oh right!” He answered. Her saying that had refreshed Minato’s memory. “We were going to walk down a couple blocks and pick it up then come home and probably choke due to RomComs.” He outlined.

 It’d be a perfect night at this rate. Something Fuuka deserved and something he wanted to give her at all costs.

          “ Sounds about right. The s-sex had been unplanned, but well

             r-received. “

   She should probably sit up and start hunting for her clothing. Or actually

   get into something comfy since they were just going to get dinner and

   go right into a movie. Stretchy cotton shorts and tank top it would be.

 “I know, but that won’t be stopping me Mrs. Arisato. Wedding or not, you’re my dear, sweet wife.” Minato argued. “No one can take that away from you.”

 That statement made he snuggled up with Fuuka as much as possible. In a day he’d seen her home, kicked an asshole out of her life, kept his promise, and learned of her career and a hobby she had. It’d been a good, productive day. Minato looked forward to continuing with such a life with her, especially if both had stay at home jobs.

 “I have a small question. I forgot if we were eating in or picking something up and coming home. Do you remember which?”

          “ Well I am honored, dear Arisato Minato. “

   She nuzzled her nose against his, before responding to his other

   question.

          “ We were going to pick up Wild Duck Burger I believe. “

 “I’m not laughing at you Fuuka! I’m laughing because I think it’s cute!” He answered back.

 Though they’d agreed on eating in and watching movies, Minato couldn’t remember if it was going to be a home made dinner from himself or if they were going to go get take out. He supposed he’d have to ask her, but for now he wanted to enjoy Fuuka in all of her cuteness.

 “You don’t need to hide any of your adorable aspects from me my darling wife.” Minato mused. “I’m not trying to tease, I just love all of you.”

          “ Hiccups are still --hic-- embarrassing. “

   At least they seemed to be slowing down. Maybe there was hope

   yet. One thing she did note, however, was again, how he referred to

   her as his wife. It was. . . It was quite pleasant and made her feel

   giddy.

 Hearing her confirm her happiness only had Minato feeling greater joy himself. As he went to say something her hiccups started which prompted laughter. Yet another cute side of Fuuka had been shown, and it was yet another thing he was overjoyed to experience.

 Minato moved to hug onto her, gently nuzzling his face against her.

 “Guess it’s a good thing we’re eating in tonight and watching movies together huh?” He suggested. “I’m a little too attached to you to be going out and being asked to sit on separate sides of a table.”

          “ D-Don’t la--hic--ugh at me! I --hic-- can’t help --hic--- it! “

   Her blushing only got worse, especially after such a cute sign

   of endearment from Minato. She hugged him back tightly,

   hiccuping all the while. She would nod her head in agreement,

{ 🃏 } “Fuuka, don’t be so nervous! We’re friends, aren’t we~?”

Despite the honest tone, the look on Kotone’s face was anything but soothing. There was a sinister edge to her grin as she reached forward, fingers outstretched. Her intentions were pure enough; She wanted to hear Fuuka laugh uncontrollably. She’d heard it once, thanks to a recording of a mishap with a weight control machine. It was such a pure, gleeful laugh, Kotone could never forget it, even after years apart from the world.

“Don’t been shy, I just wanna-”

Brush, go her fingers against Fuuka’s sides. Very slight, very delicate. Just a test.

          “ Eeehee! Kotone no! “

   Dammit! Why did she have to find out that she was so ticklish?

 Minato took the time to  look around and inspect the room a bit while Fuuka was out. The running water had him oddly amused to the point of a small laugh. 

“Thanks.” He said when she returned with the wipes. 

 While he got himself cleaned up Minato listened to all of her happy humming. The fact she was so happy had him utterly satisfied. Despite his worries, this had turned out to be a good call. Once he was clean and Fuuka was snuggled up against him a kiss was placed to her cheek.

 “You sound so happy and it makes me smile.” He informed. “It’s nice to see your face lit up with so much joy.”

          “ I am overjoyed. “

   Now she didn’t want to get out of bed. She. . . Hadn’t expected to lose her

   virginity the day her fiance came back. All in all, everything had flowed quite

   naturally, even if there had been a hiccup.

      Speaking of such, the poor dear started to hiccup, making her hide her face

   She climaxed at about the same time he did. When he pulled out,

   Fuuka could feel his seed spread over her. Well, it was better than

   inside. She’d just have to clean up.

          “ You have nothing to worry about. “

      She stood, a hand cupped to down below as she disappeared into

      the bathroom. The sound of water running was heard. Then she

      returned a moment later, with some wipes to make sure he was

      cleaned up as well. She was humming happily.