You’re more patient than some people—of course, being patient is basically a necessity when you’re dating Shizuo—but tangled up yarn is something you cannot stand. Frustrated, you tug at it, growling. Perhaps you’d have to use your teeth.
“What’re you doing?” You look up, spotting Shizuo standing in the doorway, his hair messy and eyes scrunched up. Did he just wake up? Were you really that noisy?
“Untangling the yarn,” you say.
“Looks like you’re making it worse,” he says.
“Well, why don’t you try it?” Holding out the yarn, you raise an eyebrow at him.
Thankfully, Shizuo does not comment on your pissed off mood. Those things look annoying and he’s unsure as to how he’s going to do this.
“…Sure.” He takes the yarn from your hands, sitting down on the couch beside you.
Feeling a tinge of guilt, you murmur, “I’ll make breakfast,” and go into the kitchen. A few minutes later, you walk out to check on how much progress he has made.
“____! I did it!” Shizuo says, grinning.
He hands you the now untangled, wonderful, lovely yarn, and you gape for a few seconds. “Woah, thanks Shizuo! Help me out with this next time too, okay?”