Chapter 8

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You yawned as you got a glass of water, sipping it a bit before placing it on your kitchen counter. The corners of your lips curled down as a chirpy voice called out to you from your living room. Reluctantly, you walked out your kitchen only to come face-to-face with the cause of all your troubles.

"(Nickname), give me a good morning kiss and hug!" Izaya whined, holding his arms out wide as if you were going to run into them.

"As I thought, I should've thrown you back onto the streets," you mumble as you stood your grounds, refusing to dash into his embrace.

"You're going to hurt my feelings if you keep saying things like that!" he said, a frown becoming apparent on his charming face. Your narrowed your eyes at him.

"Shut up, you damn freeloader. Go back home already!"

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