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he was having a headache. he was trying to —— stable the waves of his ... nevermind. he almost stumbled down... but he heard the other coming in and somehow have read the speed of the footsteps ... so he regained his balance instantly , holding the other’s arms. " you ... "

... sleeps on the couch.

WHY IS IT EVERY TIME HE IS ABOUT TO SLEEP , SOMEONE ARRIVES AND PREVENTS HIM FROM SLEEPING.

he was ... trying to ... sleep. ... OPENS EYES, EYEBAGS RADIATING DARKLY. " who do i have to kill? "

yes , there is. " ......... " he exhales through his nostrils, closing his eyes and simply pulling the other , settling him on top of him ... " later. " for now, he sleep.

he stood there, caringly holding a PLASTIC TOY knife that he got from daiso. this is to hold himself back from doing anything else with a real one. he is training his patience at this very moment.

he silently apologize for not being able to entertain him. gem has been doing nothing but entertain people today and he’s at his limit. in apology, he moves his hand to hold the other’s head, gently fiddling with his hair, then gently combing his hair... as gem rests.

... silently ... filming this.

/ putangaina I need to work on pinned

... dead.