BEGUILED Workaholic
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Yoru had found you at a bar. He was prepared for many things to come out of your mouth since he spent the whole day at work on you guys’ anniversary.
A drunk and emotional confession? A string of slurs directed at him? This was not one of them.
It hurted more than anything right now. He looked down with eyes that hold a multitude of emotions. He reached out, about to grab your chin so he could get you to look at him. He stops.
"Hate me. I deserve it."
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