Made a redesign for APHO Bronya because I really dislike the original design

As a daily adamlyle worshipper we r starving for more content so here have a domestic adamlyle fic i wrote awhile ago! Story follows Adam as he moves in to Lyle’s apartment (if he even has one but anyways) Hope u enjoy~

Out of all the places Adam could choose to live in, his best friend Lyle offered to stay in his apartment. What could possibly go wrong?

Adam set foot on the front door of his best friend’s apartment. He scanned the hallways, looked at the door up and down. It was a simple complex anyways, not too fancy, but not too bad either. Though the walls looked like they could use some polishing,

“Ahem.” Lyle attempted to break the silence, waiting for a response yet Adam looked back in his ‘default’ stoic expression.

Lyle smiled and shrugged it off anyways. He reached for the door and began opening it. The sound of clicking keys lasted for a while but soon they were greeted with a loud creek from the door,

“Tadaa! Welcome to collodeez apartment!”

“What’s collodeez?”

“Collodeez nu-“

“No-“

The both stood in awkward silence, exchanging looks. Lyle proceeded to pat Adam’s shoulder lightly and pulled him to the room. ‘Lyle as cheeky as always but I like him that way’ Adam thought as he dragged in his luggage.

 The room was quite big, right in front of the door was the living room and a bean bag near the TV, the kitchen and table were just next to it, there were two bedrooms and one bathroom. There was also this one room, only it was locked. 

The only thing that bothered Adam was the amount of rubbish scattered across the entire room. Some leftover instant noodles on the table, snack crumbs on the sofas and floor, and stained shoe tracks. The peculiar smell was the cherry on top which made his nose scrunch instinctively.

‘What kind of person wouldn’t take their shoes off?’ The first thing that caught Adam’s attention was the soiled floor. Adam has always had cleanliness on top priority. Back during prep school, Adam would scold Lyle for wearing shoes in their dorm. He followed it thoroughly but look at him now. 

“Okay allow me give a quick tour, dear frien-“

“No we have to clean.”

Lyle only expected Adam to clean certain areas of the apartment, though it was just too big for some man to clean it up, but he was wrong. He’s cleaning the whole apartment spotless. 

Gloves, check. Mop, check. 2 Buckets of soap water, check. Everything except sterility, check. First, Adam took the trash bag near Lyle’s door and shoved all the snack crumbs, noodle leftovers, and rubbish in. He finished in less than 5 minutes which made Lyle question his new roommate’s hidden abilities.

In Lyle’s eye, Adam has always been a diligent student and a strong fighter but he doesn’t seem to have any other interesting talents. Adam was a shy boy with no specific hobbies anyways.

Adam dipped a handkerchief into the bucket, pulled it out, and gave it a squeeze,  letting out a floral scent. 

“Can you help wipe the countertop? I’ll do the rest.” Adam reached out his hand that was holding the handkerchief to Lyle, 

“Okay, but wouldn’t it be too tiring for you?” 

“I’ll be fine”, Adam reassured the other with a small smile which made Lyle grin as a response. It’s rare to see Adam smile, even if it was just a small smile it still counts!

Lyle snatched the handkerchief as Adam dipped another one and went to wipe the rest. Eventually, both finished at the same time. Next is to mop the floors. 

Adam proceeded to dunk the mop into the other bucket and began mopping each 

and every tile spotless. He tasked Lyle to wait on the entrance until the floor was dry. Adam walked back and forth with the bucket to every room. 

The finishing touch was the perfume he sprayed on every corner of the apartment to make sure the smell disappeared.

Lyle noticed how the floor quickly dried with no stains. Right about the time he was about to step into the living room area, Adam held his wrist and the mop on the other. Lyle confusedly looked into the brunette’s strict eyes. 

“Take off your shoes and don’t wear them here”, Adam ordered as a sigh of frustration trailed,

“You are a real husband material.”

The words unknowingly fell off Lyle’s lips. Hearing his friend's compliment (?) instantly reddened his ears and loosened his grip. His mouth was left agaped, he tried speaking but the right words won’t come out. Lyle had the same expression except he was more mesmerized.

“I mean it.” Lyle continued

“…” His ears visibly redder now

“Fine, I’ll take off my shoes only because I get to see your ears blush for once~”

“Do you know what it feels like to be hit with a sandal?” Adam spoke directly and had his stare petrify the other.

‘Curse Adam and his sandal technique! Though he won’t actually hit me with it’ (He would literally hit him with it) Lyle’s brain whispered as he began taking his shoes off out of fear. Adam left the moment Lyle bent to untie his shoes, and started washing the tools. 

As a token of pity, Lyle will now sleep in the guest room and Adam gets the main bedroom where Lyle used to sleep in. Eventually, the two started chatting again up until night. The next morning a questioned popped into Lyle’s mind,

“So who’s cooking?”

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