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{- guardian-ren }

Takuya walked in a little later than he usually did and smiled when he saw his boyfriend sitting with dinner on the table. He took of his jacket, hanging it up before making his way over. He leaned down to wrap his arms around the other and kissed his cheek. “Hello my sarang, how are you this evening?” He asked, as he moved and slid across from Minki. He picked his fork up and began to eat.

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