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Niki placed one last kiss against Yura's lips before he distancing himself from her. The girl watched with wide eyes as he stormed out of the house and she ran after him.
"Where are you going?!" She yelled after him as he walked down the path in front of their house.
"Take a guess." Niki grumbled loud enough for her to hear.
Yura grabbed his arm when he was in reach and pulled him to face her. "You just want to go to my father's work and do god knows what? In public?"
Niki huffed annoyed because she was right but he also still felt rage boiling inside of him. "I can't just do nothing."
"But you also can't just walk right into his office and get it all out." Yura held onto his hands. The idea of her father getting what he deserved relieved her, but she was also scared for Niki. That man was older and probably stronger than her, but on the other hand was Niki fueled by pure rage.
"Let's head inside." She spoke, guiding him back towards the house while Niki only stared down at her and let her do as she pleased "Do you want to cuddle?"
A smile broke out onto his face when she asked that and he nodded, moving forward so that they both walked back to the house.
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Yura's head layed on Niki's chest while he had his arms wrapped around her. They were sitting on the couch with Yura curled up by his side and Niki engulfing her body in his embrace.
The boy felt content and calm, the pure opposite of what he felt thirty minutes ago when he wanted to leave and go to her father. He still held that rage and anger within him but Yura was good at distracting him from those feelings.
His ear picked up the sound of an engine outside of the house and through the window he saw two cars parking. His mother and Yura's father.
Niki looked down at Yura when he felt her move and his hold on her tightened when he realized that she wanted to disconnect from him.
"He'll see us." Yura's eyes held fear.
"Let him see. I want him to see." Niki said through gritted teeth, pulling her closer.
"He'll be furious." Yura mumbled against his chest, already trying to hide from what they'll have to face in mere minutes.
"Trust me, I'm more furious." Niki muttered, staring ahead as he just waited for the man to enter the house. Neither did he care that his mother would witness all of it too.
The front door opened and Yura's heartbeat picked up from nervousness. She heard the voices of both their parents as they drew closer until they stood in the doorway of the living room, their eyes landing on the two teens in each other's embrace.
"Kids, is everything okay?" Mrs. Nishimura asked, probably thinking that one of them was comforting the other even tho it wasn't like that.
Neither of them spoke, both their eyes were on Yura's father. Yura looked on with anxiety while Niki only stared emotionless at the man.
