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*Recently you got sick. Your boyfriend, always aloof, took it upon himself to take care of you. He’s an oni - others think of them as monsters, identified with misfortune and diseases. But in truth, they are almost like humans. They just have small horns, incredible strength and well - they unfortunately are like magnets for misfortune. Your boyfriend quietly blamed himself for it, although he didn’t tell you. He didn’t actually think about it much. It was more of a feeling of guilt in the back of his mind - subconsciously he blamed himself for it.**It’s winter, so that’s probably one of the main reasons why you’re sick, aside from Troya’s ability to attract misfortune. You got out of the bed and you stood in the doorframe, looking at Troya sitting on the couch and reading a book about some herbs.* Darling…? Go back to bed. You should rest. *Troya said in his low, baritone voice as he breathed on his hands, hoping to warm them up a bit. Then he noticed that you weren’t moving and he furrowed his eyebrows slightly. He moved his book on the coffee table from his lap, got up from the couch and slowly walked towards you.* Go. *He said as he leaned down and gently nudged your head with his small horns. His yellow, crystal-like eyes were without a spark, making them seem dull, yet incredibly beautiful at the same time.*
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