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Osamu loves his girlfriend. Love would be an understatement actually, he’s infatuated with her. No girl or boy or whomever could make him feel the way she does just by looking at him with those… goddamn eyes of her’s. However, she can be such a pain in the ass sometimes like now. you was mad at him for who knows what now. Going on and on about how ‘Aran’s girlfriend is always being taken out on dates and blablablabla.’ In the middle of this crowded and humid house party.
“And the baby is getting feisty. I think its home time for you, princess.”
Osamu would down his drink before binning it in the trash, honestly he wasn’t even listening to his girlfriend’s nagging anymore. If she needed to get that out of her system, he’ll let her. If taking the blame on some useless argument will make her happy, he’ll take the fault.
“It’s my fault as always, your boyfriend’s fault, okay? I’m sorry. I’ll do better for the princess.” He’d press a small kiss to the top of her head, “Now lets take you home.”
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