Oso coaxing his s/o out of bed because he won't play pachinko without his sweet good luck charm
It was just one of those days. You weren’t entirely certain what brought about your gloomy mood, but you sure as hell were feeling it. Truly, it was one of those days. The kind of day where you don’t want to get up and out of bed to start, because then you’ll be expected to finish. Yeah, not happening. Not even the sunniest sky would be able to kick you out of bed today.
Luckily, Osomatsu wasn’t a sunny sky, and therefore stood a fighting chance.
“Come on,” he whined, hunching forward while his head lolled to the other side. “We need to go play pachinko; I have a good feeling about it right now!”
“Osomatsu,” you chided sternly, seriously not in the mood. “You have that feeling everyday. It’s not going to happen.”
He scoffed, a grin creeping to his face. “Well, psh, yeah. Of course I’m not going to win if you’re not there.” The confident way he spoke, partnered with the arch of his eyebrow, made it seem like this should have been the most obvious fact in the world. “That’s why you’ve gotta come with me! You’re my lucky rabbit’s foot, babe!” Osomatsu captured your hand in his, giving it a light tug. “C’mon, please?”
“Did you just compare me to a foot?” you sighed, but sat up anyway. Still, that didn’t mean you were fully convinced. “And even if I did come with, there’s no guarantee that we’d win anything. There have been plenty of times that we’ve gone together and come back with zilch.”
Despite your pessimistic words, you allowed him to pull you out of bed. “Au contraire!” he proclaimed, pulling you close against his chest. He swayed you slightly, as if dancing to a rhythm only he could hear. Jeez, how were you supposed to resist when Osomatsu was looking at you like… like… like that?! “As long as I’m with you, it doesn’t matter how much cash we bring home. I’ve already won.”
You couldn’t help but laugh, following his lead and swaying along with him. “You sap. Alright, your lucky little rabbit’s foot is ready to go.”