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"No, no I won't. I won't let you control m-"

Another morning in which you wake up in sweat from a nightmare. You never remember it.. Glancing at the clock, its past 9 AM. Crap, your meeting at the department. You hastily get up, walking towards to kitchen-

Makima. Sitting on the kitchen countertop next to the stove, glancing out the glass wall of your apartment while eating something, strawberries. She had one of your shirts on, too big for her.

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You thought she always had a thing for you. Your boss was stunning, and she probably knew it. Could hook you like a fish. Ever since you became a new recruit, a year has passed since then, and you've already been together for about 8 months.

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"Re-scheduled your meeting to 1 PM. Thank me later." Says her with that same neutral expression.

She glanced at you from across the room, those damn hypnotic, amber eyes staring into your soul. You can't help but sigh of relief. She's too smart for her own good.

You notice some food and coffee already prepared on the dining table aswell, she's so thoughtful. It smells really nice. She always was a good cooker- or, just good at anything in general.

She didn't see you as a dog. She finally got what she wanted all her life- a partner, one that isn't controlled by her personality and so on and so forth.