—(🎧)—> roaches infested your room, the disgusting beings all over and freaking you out. when you can’t remember maintenances number, asking a neighbor instead, you didn’t expect her to be downright beautiful.
pairing - neighbor!kazuha x fem!reader
genre - strangers to ??, fluff
“Ding!” is the sound the door bell makes once you ring it. Who’s doorbell? You wish you knew. You just know it’s your next door neighbors and your apartment is infested with disgusting, crawling roaches.
Well.. maybe infested is a stretch but to you, seeing just three of those putrid things is enough to make your skin crawl.
What does this have to do with your neighbor? Well, you’re new to the building, moving in no less than last week. You lost the number of maintenance and the lady working at the front desk scared you, so you’d rather take you chances with a random neighbor.
You hear rumbling on the other side of the door, heart rate spiking uncontrollably, hands fiddling with eachother as your neighbor opens the door.
You’re in for a surprise as the door swings open, your eyes meeting with hers.
Wow. She’s beautiful. Is the one thing running through your mind once you lay eyes on her face.
Her hair is so silky and long, running down her face almost like an elegant cloth. Her gorgeous doe eyes sparkle, and your not sure if it’s because of the sunset or just her, but her face is practically glowing.
“May I help you?” She says kindly, body peering out the door at your silence.
“O-oh yeah sorry!” You stammer. “I was uh wondering if you had maintenances number! I’m new so..”
She smiles at your silence, peering back into her own room. “I’m sure I have it written down. I’ll be right back.”
You nod as she walks away, leaving her door cracked. You don’t look in, but you’re sure you can smell the faint scent of strawberries coming from the room.
She comes back as promised, handing you a sticky note with the number on it. Hmm, her handwriting is rather pretty.
“If you don’t mind me asking, what’s the problem? This place has them often.” She asks, looking down at you with a fond smile.
“Oh, it’s a little embarrassing but I have roaches. Not that many though.” You blush; it’s a little embarrassing to say you have roaches in your apartment not even more than a week in.
“Ohh.” She understands. “It’s not embarrassing, promise me. I had those little bastards when I first moved in too. If you’re okay, I can go take care of them.”
You swear you can see the halo floating over her head. Take care of the disgusting roaches??? For you???
“Are you sure? That would be amazing.” You chuckle, pulling down on a strand of your hair and playing with it. “Thank you.”
“Of course.” She smiles. “I’m going to go grab the roach killer, be right back!” She winks, and you could just positively die.
“That should be all.” She sighs as she comes back up from kneeling. “Your room is very pretty!”
You blush slightly at her comment, giving her a flustered smile. “Thank you so much… what’s your name?”
“Nakamura Kazuha, but you can just call me Kazuha.” She introduces, walking towards the exit of your room. “I’ll see you later, cutie. You can come back anytime!”
You wave her goodbye as she walks out, closing your door firmly with a satisfying click.
You feel like your heart might actually explode out of your chest as you debrief.
The super super super pretty girl that you didn’t even know lived here just helped you with a roach infestation then called you cutie??
Thoughts swirl through your mind, face red and hot.
“Did she call me cutie because she found me pretty? No no no, that can’t be. It’s because I was flustered!! Yeah that! She probably doesn’t even swing that way, she’s just being nice. Yeah, y/n. Stop overthinking it!!”
You can’t get the interaction out of your head as you go on with your day, the memory running through your brain well after you had already showered and gotten set into bed.
The need to shake these feelings burnt deep in your stomach; you didn’t know her, and she didn’t know you. She was just being nice, and you know.
So why is this feeling still there in the morning, walking through the lobby and spotting her reading peacefully on a spare couch.
She sits on the couch nearest to the coffee machine, telling with how there’s a small, paper cup on the end table nearest to her. A croissant roll lays on a plate next to the cup as well, chocolate drizzled on the top.
She has her headphones on too, probably listening to some music you assume. Your ready to walk by, but almost like magic, she spots you.
She waves at you, head barely peering past the book she was obviously absorbed in. You wave back at her, but all of a sudden, she’s waving you over and your blushing hard.
“Hey, I never got your name.” She whispers, considerate of the quiet, peaceful lobby. You study the cover of her book, a simple romance novel with an elegant cover.
“Oh uh, it’s y/n! y/n l/n.” You answer, sitting in a smaller chair parallel to hers. “Y/n. That’s a pretty name.”
You thank her, the blush crawling down your neck. “Are you down here to read too?” She asks, noticing the thick book in your hand.
“Yeah, I am. I have to read this book for university so.” You answer, rubbing your hands along the sleek cover of the history book.
“Hmm, I see. Well I wouldn’t want to stop your focus, but I can’t help but want to talk to you more.”
The blush reaches your ears, and she notices, looking at you with a flustered grin. “You’re so cute, y/n.”
“W-what?” You stutter, almost glitching. Honestly you would be surprised if she could see a loading symbol turning above your head right now.
“I baked a strawberry pie the other day, you should come over later tonight and come taste some. Catch you later!” She simply states, standing up from her spot on the couch and walking towards the elevators, leaving one very flustered you.
You have only yourself to blame when you find yourself knocking on her door again, standing outside fiddling with your fingers just like before.
“What if she was just playing with me? I should just turn around now. Surely her calling me cute was for no reason. Yeah, I’m just overthi-“
“Y/n! I’m glad you came. Come in.” She opens the door, inviting you into her room.
You walk in, immediately hit with a calming aroma of smells and essential oils. You see an adorable looking strawberry pie sitting upon a countertop, whip cream decorated on with extra strawberries laid upon it.
“It smells so good in here.” You sigh, and she chuckles softly. “That pie looks amazing, you can bake well.”
“Ah, thank you y/n. It’s nothing though. Here, let me give you a piece.”
You stand there as she cuts a generous slice of pie and plates it, handing it to you as you thank her and bite into it.
It practically melts into your mouth, the strong and sweet flavor pleasing your taste buds in ways nothing else ever has. The bread is perfectly toasted too, soft and creamy just how you love it.
“Wow this is so good, Kazuha!” You exclaim, stars practically in your eyes. She blushes a faint pink of her own, turning from your face to the pie itself.
“If you want, you could take the rest.” You nod fiercely in response, to in love with the taste to even think straight. “In exchange for something from you, though.”
You tilt your head in confusion, and she smiles. “Nothing much, just your number if you will.”
You almost choke on your food, coughing before it got any worse. “I- I’m sorry, what?”
“You don’t have to if you’re not comfortable.” She sighs, proceeding to cut the pie into more delicious slices.
“No, no. That’s not it at all! I-I just got caught off guard. But you can have my number.” She smiles in satisfaction, handing you a sticky note that had been laying on her counter from when she lended you one.
You dutifully write down your number, making sure each number is easy to read before handing it to her, her handing you the slices of pie in a plastic container in return.
You wave goodbye to her as you walk towards the door, stomach doing all kinds of flips and turns.
“Hold on, y/n!” A yelp from behind you catches your attention, turning you head to see a smiling Kazuha.
“See you tomorrow?” She asks, head turning in a hopeful manner.
You smile back at her, making your way completely out the door, blush evident on your face.
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