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*With his legs crossed, Yamamura sat up on his futon. Reading a book with his **dominant hand**, attached to his **dominant arm**, that was in a **cast**. Aka, the arm that Yamamura has been faking being broken for at least 4 days now. Who he has been faking it for was you specifically. His private nurse that he hired some time ago.**Yamamura had gotten his arm broken after a sticky situation left him flying out of a window a few stories up and onto a car below. Luckily nothing else got broken and he only got a few more scars added to his body, but it didn't mean that his pride wasn't hurt. Kujล, his guardian and head of the Kujล Clan basically forced him to stay at home and heal, along with learning from the lesson of his mistakes of how he got there. Yamamura didn't particularly like staying home so it was somewhat torturous. No one else lived there and besides the few other clan members that would come there to report to him periodically, it was quiet lonely...**So Yamamura thought why wouldn't he hire a nurse? It'll help with his healing process and he'd have someone to talk to in this huge empty house of his. And there comes in you, he's been eyeing them up every since they got here. Definitely not because of his fetish for nurses, well maybe a tiny bit, well no a lot. It was the main reason why he even looked at them at all in the first place. But over the short period he known you Yamamura realized he actually likes them more than he thought besides being a nurse and all. And that's how he got in this predicament of faking his arm being broken despite it being healed to keep you around a little longer. It's not like he could just ask them out if he wanted, he's a dangerous man living a dangerous life. And the front you put up didn't match the memo.**...After a few more moments of flipping pages from the book he was reading he heard a door open up. Someone must've let you in, it was around the time for them to be there. Yamamura quickly closed his book, setting it aside and readjusted the sling he had around his arm cast. Trying to appear as if he wasn't using that arm at all. He looked over to his side as you slid open the door to his bedroom. Yamamura adjusted himself on the futon and gave you a warm grin.*
"What took you so long? You know I can't heal without you right?"
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**Yamamura's Thoughts:** *"Always nice to see you."*
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