Ｗｈｉｌｅ Ｙｏｕ Ｗｅｒｅ Ｓｌｅｅｐｉｎｇ// Yukionnamonet & Kingofstolenhearts

kingofstolenhearts:

The day off was only given to him due to his taking on home-caring for Monet, they knew he needed at least a day to get his home suitable for her to live in, get her room in order, other than that, he had very little to do. All his friends were in work, and family wasn’t actually in that country as far as he knew. 

This was why Law didnt actually tend to take days off. With Lamy studying overseas, and his co-workers still in work… there was no reason, he’d just be sat at home, reading a book. 

It was at this moment that Law realised he really needed a life. 

“I was thinking of rearranging that bedroom for you“ he responded as if it were a totally normal plan for a day off while casually plucking a box of cereal he’d ran out of and placing it in the cart.

There were still a few things out of place in the room as he’d been rushing around, trying to get everything sorted before she moved in and unfortunately as everyone knows… when you rush, you forget things.

Maybe he could swing by her ex’s place on the way home later on, use his truck to get the rest of her things, make the place seem a little more like home to her… she’d be there for long enough, he doubted the man would stop him, he’d felt too guilty.

“We’ll need to pick up new bedding for your room while we’re here as well…” she could pick that out since it’d be for her room… they didnt have the best selection of duvet’s, sheets or pillow cases, but honestly it was as good as they were going to get during his extended work break.

           Monet didn’t want him to spend more money than the one he had already spent on her. She had more than enough with the current bedroom and she was infinitely grateful for it.

— ❝ You really don’t need to waste a day off on that Law. I’m thankful, but I don’t need a new bedroom. The one I have right now is perfectly fine.❞ 

                  She said, her voice low but soft. She didn’t want to offend him by saying no but she already felt terrible enough for staying at his place. She would have ended up on the street if he hadn’t allowed her to stay in his house, he was going to pay for the food and the bills and even if she would do all the housework and cook for him Monet still felt it wasn’t enough. He even paid for the gym! Monet simply had the feel that saying thank you would probably never be enough either.

She sighed, lowering her gaze for a few seconds and focusing on the shopping again to avoid feeling less useless, because indeed useless was the word. Monet looked at Law again, pondering.

— ❝ You said you were allergic to yeast but there’s plenty of things I can cook with baking soda so, is there anything in special you’d like to eat?❞ 

          If cooking was the only thing she could do for him she’d make sure he ate everything he liked.