Mira placed an empty jar on the counter, the sign "swear jar" right in the center, but Rumi couldn't read, so she just stared at the jar with a question mark flashing above her head.
Right next to the jar, Mira placed some bills along with some coins, and she crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes as she looked at her wife.
Rumi had been swearing a lot in front of Yuna ever since she learned to use swear words, and Mira wanted to avoid it so that Rumi wouldn't end up talking like that even outside the house, or worse, inside the house when their nieces and nephews were visiting. Yuna is old enough to understand that she shouldn't swear, but the younger ones would probably repeat everything they would learn and say it in the middle of breakfast as if it were a good morning wish.
After Rumi stared at her in doubt for a long time since Mira had placed the money and the jar on the table, Mira uncrossed her arms and, pointing to the money first, began to explain.
"This is your allowance, and this is a swear jar. Every time you swear, you owe a coin to the swear jar. And every fucking time you tear your clothes to shift into a wolf, you owe a bill. Understood?" Mira may have added the second rule at that very instant when she remembered all the clothes Rumi had been destroying lately.
Rumi paused to think about the instructions her mate had given her, all quite clear to her, of course. She knew what swear words were and she knew what money was, so it was easy to fit the information into a little box in her mind.
"Understood?" Mira spoke again, a little more sharply this time.
"Iā I understand!" Rumi stammered and bobbed her head up and down rapidly, always so frightened whenever her mate raised her voice an octave.
But Mira smiled at it the next instant, and that reassured her. "Good puppy."
Rumi bounced on her heels at the praise, but she paused to think about the rules again, and about what Mira had done. She ended up scratching her head remembering everything Mira had said.
Reluctantly, she called out to Mira. "Jagiya?"
"Yes?"
Rumi glanced around the kitchen, unsure if she should even say that or if the rules only applied to Rumi herself, but it wouldn't hurt to try. Maybe she would even earn more praises if she showed she understood the rules correctly, right?
She hesitated a little before whispering, "...You owe a coin to the swear jar."
Mira raised an eyebrow doubtfully as the silence settled between them, wondering why Rumi thought she should put a coin in the swear jar when Mira remembered she'd let slip a swear word while lecturing Rumi about not swearing.
Oh well.
She blushed as she reached into her pockets for a coin and found none, and Rumi subtly pushed one of her coins toward her mate on the counter while whispering, "Here, I'll lend you one."
"Okay. Thank you. Sorry for cursing." Mira put the coin inside the jar, still a little embarrassed by what she had done, but Rumi didn't seem to mind much at the moment.
Mira thought Rumi seemed to be enjoying the situation, actually.
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Rumi was still thinking about the new rule when she went to Mira to clarify a doubt.
"Jagiya?"
"Yes, hun'?" Mira put down her book as she saw Rumi approach with the swear jar in hands and a confused look.
"If I swear while we're having sex, do I put the coin afterward or do I have to stop touching you toā?"
"Don't you fucking stop!"
Rumi paused for a moment to process the new information about the rule, assuming she should only put the new coins after sex.
But then she remembered that Mira had swore again.
And she opened the lid of the swear jar and extended one of her coins to Mira.
"...You have to put a coin again, jagiya."
Mira blushed as red as a tomato, her cheeks, ears, and nose completely red as she took the coin from Rumi's hand and threw it into the jar.
And if she threw her book at Rumi's head while she closed the jar with an amused smile on her lips, Rumi didn't say anything about itāshe was busy laughing at her mate's antics.
