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"𝙏𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙."
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When morning came, Tomioka was on the edge of his seat as he waited to see you again. Hoping that you would show up just as you promised the night before.

Meanwhile you were back at Toguro's house, changing out of your sweaty yukata as you prepared to go out.

As soon as Toguro saw you fixing up you hair and checking yourself on every reflective surface around the house, his suspicions were high.

"Where are you going?" Toguro spoke from behind you just before you stepped out of the house.

"Out." You replied blankly, which irked him.

"Out..where?.." he asked with his dark eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"To see someone."

"Is it a boy?.."

"Yea- Hold on why do you care?"

You looked at him, bewildered at this guy's questions.

Toguro stiffened at your words as he crossed his arms over his toned chest. His usually messy mullet, somehow even more messy as the golden strands stood out from his dark blue hair.

He looked like he just got out of bath in the hurry.

"I don't."

"Mhm sure, whatever floats your boat" you deadpanned at the tall man as you turned around to leave once more, only to be stopped with a toned arm stretched out in front of you, blocking your path.

You sighed.

"I need to know where you're going..to meet this boy.."

"Why do you wanna know?"

"Because you live in my house. And as long as you live under my roof, you won't be going anywhere without my permission."

You blinked at his ridiculous excuse. The worse part? He was very much serious.

He stared at you.

You stared at him.

The silence dragged on as you abruptly ducked under the man's arm, about to run for it before the man suddenly picked you up like a ragdoll and held you like a kitten.

You kicked and squirmed in his hold as you grit your teeth.

"LET ME GO, OLD MAN"

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