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          he knew the consequences of giving priority to the angel and their games.  he knew, and yet, didn’t listen to his own warning that he was going to regret it soon.  and now  ---  he was living through those regrets.  his phone ended up on silent at first, and eventually turned off completely, and thrown away to the other side of the room.  he thought it would be easy;  that he could manage ignoring the other.

          having the blonde tactlessly storm into his room, however, was something else.

          he came home quietly;  way more quietly than usual.  despite wearing his usual assortment of metal accessories, he made sure his steps were light and silent.  this wasn’t out of shame  ---  no, it was because he wanted to do something different for his mate after coming home from a hunt.

          the usual was a mixture of guilt, awkwardness, and shame, with the angel trying his best to help Shinzou overcome these emotions, and showing support for the more monstrous side he still wished to keep secret from him.  this time, though, the fox would sneak into the bathroom alone, quickly cleaning off the residual blood from his face and hands, and disposing of the equally dirty clothes;  he’d even throw out the bandages covering his upper body, as there was no way he was getting the blood off of those.  only then would he make his way to his mate.

          he’d find him in the kitchen, as per usual.  arms came to encompass the other’s slim waist, before crawling further out to turn off the stove as a silent tell to stop doing whatever he was doing.  he pressed a gentle, yet firm kiss to the crown of black, before murmurring his greeting:  ❝ hey, babe... ❞

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