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has he already mentioned that he loves being a boss? no? then he now has.
"oh? i will remember that, my dear orion. shouldn't you be careful of what you are saying?" the amused expression won't leave his face.
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is childe being a bully? maybe. but he is sick, he should be allowed to do this.
"heh. also, i did hear that, you know?" the ginger chuckles amused. "does it make you feel uncomfortable when i call you dear?"
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"hm?" he turns around in the other's arms, a warm grin adorning his lips. "there you are, my little dove. i missed you", he says, hands resting on the yaksha's waist.
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oh, so he hates him now? what a strong term. this moment is way too interesting. childe is enjoying himself obviously too much. "mhm, i will think about it, dear."
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he pressed another kiss on xiao's head while playing with his hair. the yaksha just looked so small and precious in his arms β he couldn't help it.
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really? well, what a pity.
"do you really need a reason or something for that?" he shakes his head and chuckles. "you are talking too much, dear. i thought i should rest, hm?" he grins mischievously.
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an amused chuckle escapes the harbinger. ah, how entertaining.
"i must say, orion. you are really entertaining." the ginger supports his head with his hand, elbow resting on the soft mattress. "i didn't mean.. that method, β
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definitely not. orion should know his boss by now, no?
"and what if i don't want to rest, hm? would you dare to silence me?"
is he testing his boundaries? maybe.
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"hmm.. i definitely do not mind." he chuckled softly, slender digits gently comb through dark strands. he knew the yaksha β he probably wouldn't move anyway, no matter what childe would say.
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well, orion will have to accept his fate. he definitely won't stop.
"mhm.. good, good."
the ginger raises his eyebrows a little, head tilting while he looks up at his subordinate.
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upon feeling his subordinate's hand on his forehead, childe opens his eyes again, silently gazing up. oh, how precious. this time, he suppresses the amused grin though.
"so, doctor. what do you say? do i have a fever?"
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