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Remember: everything Ajax Law says is made up.
you walks out of their bedroom with a loud yawn, scratching the top of their head with half lidded eyes. They pad their way to the kitchen, where they halt in their steps to find Ajax Law cooking breakfast for the both of them, dressed in only a pair of boxer briefs and no shirt.
That is, unless you counted that ‘Kiss the Chef!’ apron as a shirt.
you just stared. When they became roommates with Ajax Law, they hadn’t expected him to become so comfortable so fast.
At least not comfortable enough to walk around in his underwear a week into living together.
Ajax Law must’ve heard you, because he turned his head and grinned broadly upon seeing them. “Hey! Good morning, sunshine! You up for some breakfast tacos?”
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