yuta.

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you sighed for the millionth time that day, nothing was going as planned. opening the fridge to try to find your powdered donuts, you searched frantically as you pushed food items aside. they were yuta's favorite, so when he came home without notice as you were eating them, you practically threw them into the fridge in an attempt to hide them as quickly as possible. now, the next day, you were looking for them to help you cope with the shitty day it was turning out to be. "yuta! come in here! have you seen my powdered donuts!!??" you just wanted to find them. he walked into the kitchen and made quick eye contact, then looked away. looking at him, you scoffed. "do you know where my donuts went?" you said as you got up closer to him, making him a bit more nervous. "no, of course not." he answered quickly. "then what's the white stuff on your pants?" you weren't even mad, because he looked as if he was about to shit his pants right then and there. panicking, yuta said the first thing that came to his mind. "cocaine!! that's cocaine!!!!"

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