Shiro

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You sit on the sofa, reading a book, your glasses slightly falling. You were to engrossed in the writing that you didn't realise Shiro was standing in front of you humming a small song. You finally looked up placing your book down. "What is it Shiro?" You asked your boyfriend. "Just wondering." He said a small sexy smirk painted his face. You started to blush, "Curse that bastard he knows what that smirk does to me." You thought to yourself. His fingers laced in yours pulling you up. Putting his finger underneath your chin, you could feel his hot breath near your ear. "I think we should have Space Goo for dinner." He grinned. You have him a shocked look before chasing him with a pillow. "YOU SON OF A QUIZNAK I WILL KILL YOU!" You laughed chasing him around the living room into the bedroom. You both panted. "You wouldn't cause you love me to much." He whispered, his lips only a centimetre away from yours. You wrapped your arms loosely around his neck. "Of course I do dummy." You whispered as your lips connected to his.

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