A/N: Let's do 1k words, again!! “ψ(｀∇´)ψ
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Recognizing the voice I knew instantly that it was my boss, I almost felt like crying.
I looked over the door, contemplating if I should jump out of the window and call it a day.
I mustered up enough courage as I looked at Caesar whose just looking at me with a languid smirk.
I sighed, wondering if I should open the door or not.
"My Leo, it seems you have a lot troubling you. You kept sighing all over, did anybody bothered you? If you want I'll take care of it, just for you~" He smiled while caressing my cheeks, it seems he'd noticed my nervousness.
"Its nothing, should we allow him to enter or not?" I muttered in a lower tone, trying to not make a sound.
"Why though? He'd just be a distraction to us." He hugged me by the shoulder, rubbing his face on my head while having that playful pout on his face.
I ignored him, letting him hug me as I ponder on how to appease my boss when he finds out its me greeting Caesar instead of Homes.
Homes said that Caesar will just be here for a short while then he will leave after he spoke to our boss. After that we'll go back on our original job.
I accepted his offer because if I continued the piles of paper work I have then, I'll probably be dead by dawn. But if I knew it was Caesar I would have rather drowned in endless paper work, since this fucking bastard always knows how to get on my nerves and how I still can't bring myself to forgive him.
Suddenly I felt saliva on my cheek, I looked at Caesar and noticed that he was licking my cheeks like a fucking dog.
"What the fvck are you doing?" I Groaned in frustration my eyebrows scrunched up as he continued to lick me like a dog.
"I'm licking you." He smiled innocently, I wiped the saliva off my cheek.
"If you lick me like that aren't you just a fucking dog?" I scoffed.
"Hmmm.. That doesn't sound too bad, to be my Leo's dog. Bark~" Caesar playfully barked, licking me again as I frowned in displeasure.
"Stop joking around there's someone outside the door, do you want me to open the door or not?" I asked in an annoyed tone.
"Hmm.. Why would a dog let his owner open a door for them? Stay here I'll open the door for you." He smiled as he watched me wipe the saliva off my cheeks again.
I looked over at him, his long black sabel fur coat loosely hanging on his back.
He opened the door as I saw my boss, Mr. Smith waiting anxiously.
Normally he would have screamed for the door to open faster. It seems he is still a coward at heart since he looks quite afraid of Caesar, terrified even.
