𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 , t.r

thirteen.

Kisaki was in his office, busy dealing with paperwork. Drinking a cup of coffee, as he scourged through the documents on his table. A tired sigh leaving him, " Kisaki. "

Kisaki side-glanced at the tall male, spinning around on the chair like a child. " what? " he asked, turning back to the paperwork.

" let me go home. " hanma pleaded, for the billionth time. An irk mark appeared on the male's forehead, put up with hanma's crap. When suddenly his phone rang, kisaki cleared his throat before answering the call.

" hi baby~ you haven't called back―"

Kisaki immediately hanged up, putting down his phone. the hell?

" damn, you got ladies now kisaki?~" Hanma teased, a grin on his face. " You know damn well that was meant for you, bastard." kisaki glared at him.

Hanma only let out a chuckle, pulling out his phone, staring at his background. Which was takemichi, peacefully sleeping. " miss ko na asawa ko. " ( I miss my wife.)

" Di ka niya miss. " ( He doesn't miss you back. ) Hanma turned his head, sending him a glare. Kisaki rolled his eyes at this, " totoo naman. " ( It's the truth.)

( hanma likes to give kisaki's number to his one night stands. )

Takemichi's eyes fluttered open, he sat up, yawning. hm? I fell asleep on the couch. .

The black haired stood up, lazily heading towards the bathroom. He soon exited, a small towel on his shoulder. He was on his toes, reaching for the half empty pancake powder in the cupboard, i should probably get some more.

The black haired hummed while cooking his breakfast, noticing the notifications on his phone. He picked it up,

New messages;

10:37 am.

Hanma

: mahal, miss na kita. ( Love, I miss you. )

⁉️: takemichi has reacted to your message.

: wdym ' ⁉️'

: say it back :⁠'⁠(

no ♥ :

: pft, I'm coming back tomorrow.

seen.

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Ran Haitani

: Goodmorning bunny, check your mailbox for me.

What? why? :

: gift.

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gwapong nilalang. 👀 ( Group chat. )

mohawk ✂️: @naiveangel, you good??