fukashi and you have been best friends since middle school.

now you guys were 20. both of you half Russian, he was half Russian and half Japanese while you were half Russian and half Korean.

you both always caused a lot of trouble and were cold to everyone but eachother.

you guys have hooked up, made out, slept together a few times but never turned it into something more.

you guys would just shook off the fact you guys slept with eachother and continue to treat eachother like best friends.

anyways. now to get to the point…

you two are..sorta killers.

it’s not too often but you have killed people before together.

today he had killed someone by himself though.

a man that kept flirting with you at the gym.

you kept telling him you weren’t interested but he kept staring and trying to start a conversation and would tell you the most corny pick up lines.

Fukashi didn’t like that. he hated it.

yes, you were annoyed by the guy but you didn’t think he should have killed him. maybe just a bit of beating him up, not killing him.

”killing him was too much.”

you said in a more calmer tone after 6 minutes of shouting at him.

”are you done shouting at me, Лисичка?..”

translation: little fox (he likes to call you that ;))

once he saw you calmed down, he stood up off leaning against the dining table and walked to you, putting his hands on your hips and gently pushing you against the counter.

”im sorry for not letting you know but…no man should be flirting with a taken woman..am I wrong, Лисичка?..”

translation again: little fox

you both weren’t in a relationship, why was he acting like your his all the sudden when you both used to shook off sleeping together..

he lifts you up easily, setting you on the counter.

he grabbed some ingredients then started to cut veggies to make fried rice.

”how was your first day at the new boxing training, 私の愛? was the coach a male or female?”

translation: my love (he likes calling you names in Japanese and Russian like 私の愛 and Лисичка)