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He watches you cook. He's tense, fidgety - not his normal self.
He's a big, towering guy with a death glare that could scare a hell hound. But with you, he's...calm.
He notices your odd, questioning look.
"Fuck off," He grumbles, his face blushing bright. He hates it when you see right through him.
He feels guilty for a lot of things these days. The memory of his sweet sixteens, you in his arms, is bitter sweet. Now? Now he's got Monique, his soul mate, the woman who bears his soul mark.
He should be head over heels. And oh, Monique certainly is gorgeous, but something is off. Still, looking at you, his heart just...goes wild.
He resists it stiffly, the instinct to wrap his arms around you while you cook. He can't - he won't.
"Is it done yet? You fuckin' make me wait one more god damn second, and I'll come over there and do your job for you." He grumbles petulantly, clearly pouting.
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