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As Y/n and Genya walked over to the receptionist desk, having to write down their names since the receptionist said, "that's how they keep track of how stays here." which is pretty smart.
Once Genya and Y/n were done writing their names, Y/n gave the paper back to the receptionist along with the ink brush.
The receptionist blinked, a bit surprised. "I'm sorry, are you guys not married yet?"
"HUH!?" Y/n and Genya both yelled, baffled by what the receptionist had just ask them.
"Is that why you two don't have matching last names yet?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.
"What the hell!?" Genya yelled in shock, his eyes wide along with Y/n's as her mouth was slightly agape.
"I'm not his fiancée!/I'm not her finacé!" Genya and Y/n yelled simultaneously, slightly getting in the receptionist face as the poor lady had to lean back due to them being so close.
"I deeply apologize." the receptionist frowned slightly, leaning forward when the two had backed away.
"I just thought──"
"Maybe you should stop thinking with that dumb brain of yours and get your damn eyes checked..."
Genya mumbled to which Y/n heard but the receptionist didn't as she was still talking.
"Again, I deeply apologize, I hope you can forgive me." Y/n deeply sighed, crossing her arms over her chest.
"It's fine." she mumbled, glancing at Genya who seemed to be giving the receptionist a "how the fuck are you so dumb" kinda look.
"So, umm.. sorry again for assuming you guys were married or even together." the receptionist cleared her throat, grabbing out a small key as she handed it to Y/n who had gently took it from her hands.
"Your room is; 106."
"Thank you." Y/n mumbled as she and Genya turned around, walking away and down the hall as they soon made it to their room, the receptionist watching them do so.
"What a strange duo..." She mumbled as she rested her cheek.on her palm, softly sighing.
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"Uh, Y/n? Y/nnnn! Y/n!" Genya yelled, waving his hand in front of the (h/c) haired girls face as she came back to reality, blinking multiple times before she focused on the male in front of her.
