❝ƭɦเร เร ʝµรƭ ૨αɳ∂σɱ รƭµƒƒ ƒ૨σɱ ƭɦε ɠµƭƭε૨, เ ҡɳσωω!!..❞
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𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, I write drabbles of what I find entertaining to share out of the comfort zone of my Google Docs folder! Please do enjoy and Kuya bun~ this first part is for you entirely!~
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ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇʟɪᴇꜱ!
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ƧӇЄ ƤƲƧӇЄƊ ƬӇƦƠƲƓӇ the door, her breath uneven panting helplessly to return the oxygen she lost from her lungs, the braided strands of her hair slipped down while the rest of her messy curls were twisted into two fishtails sealed off with black rubberbands at the end, she leaned herself against the door wiping her sweat somehow absent mindlessly with her hand warmers and shivered terribly after taking in a deep breath her ears arched forward, "I-I'm...here..!"
Pantalone who somehow managed not to yell at this one clone for failing to understand a simple assignment given turned to look at her his pointy ears that a cat could possess twitched slightly at her shaky yet high pitched voice an eyebrow raised slowly as those gorgeous eyes peered through his rectangular framed glasses. He observed how the foxian rushed towards her with a cheery yet mischievous smile, arms open wide as his tail swished frantically in the background , "Mene, my darling star, your home!~"
The 'darling star' looked up at him after she closed the door behind her, breathlessly asking him as the grabby arms his gloved fingers were coaxing her with inches closer to her body, "...Am-ugh ... .did i make it..?" Kuya who still kept his cheery smile with his sparkling eyes oozing the radiance of mischievousness that belonged to him entirely, hummed in amusement checking the watch that was safely attached onto his wrist.
"Well," he started stretching it a bit as he shifted a few strands of his shiny hair away from his eyes, long lashes patting his skin before gazing back at her, "Your a minute and two late, but I won't commit mass murder because you made it home safely my lovely girl!~" his charming voice did not help the way she glared at him, those dull eyes already adding to the slits that her pupils formed not like it will do anything either way since he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in tightly for the much needed embrace, burying himself in her familiar smell cooing her as he did so, his tail still lively wagging behind him while hers curled and uncurled again.
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