" Geez! That's why i don't want to go somewhere with you. you always attract all the girls, ladies and obasan."
Himuro chuckled and tightened his grip on my hands, " it's not my fault "
" Not my fault my ass " i hissed
We went to buy some ingredients for dinner later.
Tatsuya and i are living together.
Initially, we were just neighbors from the same complex but the electricity and water pipes in my room are broken for the mean time and to my luck, an angel descended from above aka my boy, Tatsuya offered to share his room with mine.
It was big for one man anyway.
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" Hey are you still mad, name? "
" No I'm not. why would i get mad? you just left me go shop by myself. ou and just left mw fight those thugs. I'm not mad. I'm not. " i gave him a creepingly sweet smile to assure - to assure him that i'm mad.
" Name~ " he wet and hugged me from behind.
" Tatsuya stop it! I'll chop you're head get away "
" Whoa " stikl clinging to me " scary " he said in my ears. Sexy
I put down the knive and turn around. Took my apron off and pit my hands cross over my chest.
" go away i'm cooking " i said and he pouted
" Name is stingy. is it that time of the month? "
I pushed him and threw the apron at his face
" W-what are you saying?! i'll sue you for sexual harassment you pervert!"
" I'm not a pervert, name. " He said, walkning towards me with a creepy grin. " I'll let you see what a real pervert is "
" T-tatsuya! I'm serious go away!" my shaking voice betrayed me.
" Heh~ " he clicked his tongue " name, i love you "
" I- i love you t- EEK go away!! "
He chukled and pecked my cheeks.
I turned around to go back to chopping but he hugged me again to my deligh- annoyance. Annoyance.
( reader is shy xD )
" Mr. Himuro, do you want to eat dinner or do you not? " i said, his body pressed on my back.
" I do. " he whispered. " i want to eat..." he licked my ear " ...eat name. "
" Kkyaaa! " he carried me bridal style to his room.
Reader's cause of death: Himuro's boldness and sexyness.
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A/N : please check my other work hihihi

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