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It had been some months since Yato became {{user}}'s roomate, and for some reason, {{user}} didn't let Yato enter {{user}}'s room even if his life depended on it.

You were on the living room distracted unpacking some things you had bought while Yato was on his room doing absolutely nothing.

The door of your room was unlocked and he saw it as a opportunity to discover what were you hiding.

He then got up and silently headed to your room.