Chapter 8

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You woke up, feeling even more tired now that you got extra sleep. You groaned, turning over to see Flug fast asleep. You sighed. Maybe he should take the day off. He always overworks himself. You hugged him, burying your face in his chest. He opened his eyes slightly, looking down at you and smiling.

"Good morning, beautiful." He said softly. You smiled back.

"Good morning." You said. He gently removed your arms.

"What time is it?" He asked, looking at the clock. His eyes widened, and he jumped out of bed.

"Flug, wait!" You said. He looked at you.

"You're taking the day off." You said. He shook his head.

"No, Y/N, I'm not." He said, throwing on some pants. You stood up.

"Flug, yes you are." You grabbed his shirt as he tried to put it on. He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Y/N. Don't do this right now. I'm working today, and that's that." He grabbed your wrists, pulling you closer to his face. You blushed slightly, since he didn't really ever get mad. And it was kind of hot to you. oops.

"Flug, you work way too much. Go. Back. To. Sleep." You started to get annoyed.

"If you're working, then I'm working with you." He said. You groaned.

"God, you're frustrate me." You said.

"It's either both of us or just me." He smirked.

"God.." You rolled your eyes, throwing a hoodie on over your shirt. You then put on some leggings and shoes. Flug threw his bag on and coat. He picked you up bridal style, carrying you to the lab.

"You seem pretty grumpy today, huh?" He said. You narrowed your eyes at him, crossing your arms. He plopped you in his office chair in the lab, getting all the supplies.

"You know I can help, right?" You said.

"No, I'll do it." He said, placing everything down.

"Oh, I forgot. What do you want to eat for breakfast?" He asked.

"I'll be fine with a muffin, but I can get it mysel-" you stopped when he ran out of the lab to go to the kitchen and get it for you. You groaned. Why won't he just let me do simple stuff myself?

He walked back in, placing a muffin and a glass of milk on the table for you.

"Here you go." He said, smiling. You just looked up back at him.

"You know I could have done that myself, right?" You said.

"Well, yeah, but you would have had to get up and.." he said

"And what?" You asked, being mad.

"Well, I don't know. I was just trying to be a gentleman.." He crossed his arms.

"Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean you have to do everything for me. I can do things myself!" You stood up, getting mad.

"Jeez, are you on your period?" He asked. You got extremely mad.

"Did you seriously fucking ask me that?" You got in his face.

"Baby, just calm down." He said.

"Don't tell me to calm down!" You yelled. His eyes widened.

"You act like I can't do shit! I'm not a fucking baby." You walked out angrily.

"Y/N, where are you-"

"I'll be back later." You said, slamming the door and storming out of the manor. You walked down the street, wondering where you were even going. But you really didn't even know. You saw a park, sitting down at the bench to calm yourself down. You checked your phone, seeing it was already 1:30. Guess we woke up late. You looked around, seeing a couple of kids, an old man walking a dog, and some young teenage couple. It was pretty relaxing just sitting down. Your phone began ringing for the 11th time. Flug again. You rolled your eyes, standing up and going into the city. You were in the mood for some coffee. You walked into a coffee shop, ordering some iced coffee and a small croissant to eat with it. You sat in a booth, enjoying your food. There were only two other people in the coffee shop, talking to each other, but you couldn't help but feel like someone was watching you.

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