The more we learned about the other, the more we had little arguments. Nothing major, though. Just little things. Except... when he decided to look for a house we could move into. He didn't even discuss it with me. He just went, searched on the net and met with a broker.
"What's that?" I asked when I saw him looking through house photos on his phone.
"Just looking through houses. We should get our own place." He answered naturally, keeping his eyes on the phone.
I pursed my lips. As much as I want a house, I can't afford one. Even this unit is being paid by Oliver or something. Also, I want to remain close with the others.
"Is it necessary?" I tried asking. We're fine here and we could manage.
He turned to me, then, narrowing his eyes.
"Is something wrong?" He's intuitive in his own way.
"I like it here." I didn't sound convincing, though. He looked as if he's analyzing me.
"This place is fine with the three of us, but it isn't as comfortable as having our own. We can't have guests. Besides... aren't we planning more children?"
I huffed at hisquestion. We've talked about having more kids, but we haven't even talked aboutmarriage yet. I can't bring it up and he hasn't brought it up.
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Our Lovely Nights (Original, English Version)
RomanceMike is holding on to a sliver of hope. It was a long shot. It will take a long time. And in between, he finds himself forgetting his rules to keep other people safe. Would he risk his heart again? Would he risk someone again? His failures in the pa...
