Chapter 8. Long affection

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[ warning: Adam can't control it ] He probably trash at flirting and I have to go..rush the romantic slightly

The song I will be using is.. "Reason to love" by Wayland For this chapter

I don't know this man confessions but I'm sure he confess like a white man does

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Fuck. He was feeling incredibly frustrated because of you, and he let out a grunting sound as he slumped into his chair in his office. His fist clenched tightly on the table as he continued to eat the ribs. It seemed like he couldn't stop thinking about that seraphim, overshadowing everything else in his mind, even his beloved rock guitar

"Ohh! Look at me! I'm so cool and yet so depressed. Pay your respects to me!" This sarcastic thought rant through Adam's mind

His cheeks were pressed in, accentuating his frown. His furrowed brow, he picked up a piece of rib and stuffed it into his mouth.. mask? i don't know how it even work

But... Jeez, he couldn't deny the warmth and, erm, affection he felt towards her. Oh, for fuck's sake. She was just a bitchy seraphim, an emo version of Lucifer, after all

They were twins, duh. Everything about her was frustrating him! He hated to admit that he had been crushing on her for a long time... and then that damn twink blondie guy made that mistake

"Sir? You seem incredibly unhappy. Is there something bothering you. Are you frustrated about her?" Lute spoke

She standing beside him with her hand held behind her back. Her mask's LED blinked briefly, causing him to startle, momentarily forgetting that she was always by his side

"Fuck!... Dangertits, you scared the shit out of me" he grumbled, his voice laced with irritation, as he shoved another saucy rib into his mouth and chewed slowly

"Yeah, that fucking bitch has been consuming my thoughts all day! It's unbelievably infuriating, especially after that goddamn mission with her" he began to rant

Lute started to notice a change in his behavior whenever she was around. He would often stop walking, his eyes widening, and he would go on rants about that seraphim

It happens every day, every single minute. But, she couldn't help but catch glimpses of a tiny, yellow blush on his mask before he quickly looked away

"Sir, I think it's clear you've had a crush on her for a long time now," she spoke, leaning in to whisper in his ear

The words "You have a crush on her" made him choke on the ribs inside his throat, almost causing him to swallow air. He coughed vehemently, even coughing up some bones, which landed on her face and left a disgustingly soupy mess. Though she was repulsed, she remembered that he was her boss and wiped the mess from her face

"A crush on her? Oh, fuck no! I don't find anything attractive about her. She's just a depressed mess, always drinking that crappy coffee in her stupid work routine! I'm not in love with her" he scoffed

"You have a blush showing on your face, sir" she pointed out, noticing his evident embarrassment.

"Oh, wait... fuck, shut up! She's just a pain, I hate her. She's the least attractive angel in heaven!" he retorted.

"You always talk about her and constantly secretly praise her incredible skills and talents. That doesn't sound like hate, sir," she replied with a sigh, her lips pressed together. "You truly love her in every way... and you're submissive to her" she whispered to the last part, although he didn't seem to hear that

"I did not... oh"

he abruptly closed his mouth, his eyes lighting up as he suddenly realized his feelings. His eyes widened in realization, and he let out a frustrated grunt before slamming his head on the table and pushing everything away from him. A whine escaped from him

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