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TAKES PLACE AFTER CAPITAL GAINS
+small au where RHM survived

Requested by @ephemeralecho , tysm :>

(RHM returns from work to see that you've been waiting ever since he had left for him to return. He gets curious as to what you even do all day. Fluffy, 1st POV for Reader. Hope you enjoy!)

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   A lot has happened ever since Right and I got together. The sudden drastic loss of currency and members within the Toppats, Reginald resigning and disappearing... Things have been very chaotic for him, and honestly, I hope he's okay.

   I decided to make a small lunch and a gift for him every day, as a thanks to persistently being part of the Toppats, despite all that is going on.

   But I wonder if that is even enough. Have I been giving him enough mental support? Have I even been showing that I do genuinely care for him and not just give him gifts and free meals?

   I'm not entirely sure, but I'm determined to make it so.

   So, I waited.

   I waited until Right had finally returned from work... So I could give him the love and support he needs.

   It's not like I have much to do since I'm just as old as him, and I'm not sure if anyone would hire an old, at-home spouse with barely any work experience to work for them.

   The wait would be long and boring... One time I almost fell asleep, but it was worth the wait. The door to the house cracked open, some cold air from the outside wafted in, and Right Hand Man appeared at the entrance, his clothes slightly dirtied, and his face relieved to finally return home.

  "Right!" I immediately jumped from where I had been sitting and ran up to him, giving him a tight, loving hug. "You're home!"

  "Now, wait just a moment love," He quickly but gently pushed me away in shock, for some reason slightly afraid. "My clothes are dirty. I apologize for not lettin' you know earlier." 

   Oh, I already knew that. Who cares if my clothes get dirty? He needs a hug!

  "I don't care Righty, if my husband needs a hug, then I'll give him a hug, even if he refuses!" I said stubbornly, hugging him again. I could hear him chuckle quietly before giving a small hug back. Aww, what a goofball.

  "By the way love, lunch doesn't look to be on the table..." His eyes were looking towards the empty dinner table, where there was nothing but a few napkins. "Did you want to cook together?"

  "No Right, it's just that..." I let go of him, some of the dirt and other substances on his clothes rubbing off of mine.

  "I feel like I haven't been caring for you as much as I'd really like to. I can't just give you meals and gifts for everything you've done for me and your job, I also need to give you mental and physical love and support. I'm sorry for not realizing sooner..." I backed away from him and bowed as an apology for him.

   After that, there was a long pause. Was he... thinking? I couldn't tell because I was bowing.

  Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms embrace me gently, but tightly, in a calm, but unsure way. "No love, I feel like I should be asking that," He shook his head as he kept his hugging embrace. "I've almost never been at home helping with your cooking, I've been so cold to you recently, that I've thought of cutting ties because of not wanting to hurt you... But now I see that I should probably take some time off of work. For us."

   If he was proposing to me now, I wouldn't be surprised. He's such a gentleman, even as a cyborg.

  "Thank you, Right. Do you want to cook lunch together?"

  "Anything to help you, dear."

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658 words, hope you enjoyed!