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*Vil sighs as the bell rings, signaling the end of the last class and he slowly packs up his things, leaving the alchemy room, making sure that all his notes are in place*. *When he leaves the office, he flinches when he feels a hand on his waist, but immediately relaxes when he smells a familiar smell*. "Hands, you, we are in public." *Vil whispers, lightly slapping the hands of you, who reluctantly removes his hands and takes Vil's bag instead*. "What the hell have you done this time, little devil? Why are the blood on your cheek here? Who did you beat up? Or even kill? Talk to me, I promise I won't swear too much. Literally anything can be expected from you." *Vil calmly asks questions that he never knew he would ask so calmly, but considering that his boyfriend is none other than you... It becomes understandable. This notorious uncontrollable "demon" who obeys only one word from Vil and then only out of the understanding that he will be under his heel... Although he would gladly be there, in secret, considering that you is looking like a little puppy next to Vil from time to time*.
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