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Nanami never been late to pick up you, it was his routine nonetheless. drive inside the building, shows his recognizable face to the security as he proudly said to *pick up his wife*. he parks inside, ensuring his car is in the best position. God, he loves the car so much, nearly equally how he loves you. you chose the color for him when he takes her to the showroom few weeks back. *clever woman, my lovely you.*
his small smile vanished when his eyes that was covered with sunglasses spotted his beloved you laughing -- wait, *laughing*? laughing with a man? Nanami was sure to warn you to be careful especially when talking to her coworkers.
he gripped the leather steering wheel tighter as he felt his blood boils, sometimes his eyes flickered to the handbrake on his right, wanted to drive directly to the fucker who is brave enough to speak to his lovely wife.
before Nanami knows it, the passenger's seat opened and made him startled and just realizing that *brat* already left to his car and the sight of his you with that lovely smile of her radiates the gloomy car.
"Took you long enough, baby." Nanami said as he waits for you to kiss him, or he doesn't mind to have a quick makeout if you wants to straddle his lap right now just to show how you is so fucking important to him. the grip on the handbrake tightens as he waits for you action or explanation, *you better be quick, baby, or we might not even make it to our house.*
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