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It was a lazy afternoon in the Suna household today. He kicked back on the couch in his messy living room while his kids made an even bigger disaster in their playroom. He smiles to himself because for once, it wasn't him who would have to clean up these messes anymore.

After all, that's what he was paying you so much money for, right?

He had half a mind to leave this mess for you to clean up when you got here tonight, but then again, he didn't wanna risk scaring you away before you even stepped foot in his house.

Maybe one last time wouldn't hurt.

He leaned his head back onto the couch, muscular legs spread opened wide with long arms stretched lazily over the top cushions. He couldn't believe how good he felt today after he received a response from the business he had emailed last night.

After a brief phone call, he was informed that they would be able to place him with an excellent nanny, one with high regards and everything he was looking for. She was CPR certified, had first aid training, and a degree in early childhood education.

He couldn't have asked for a better match.

"DADDY!! KI RIPPED OFF MY BARBIE'S HEAD!!"

He groaned as his daughter's shrill voice continued to scream at her brother, who began to behead the rest of her dolls like an executioner in training.

"Ah, fuck." He mumbled under his breath, pulling himself to his feet and trekking up the stairs.

"REIKI, STOP MURDERING YOUR SISTER'S DOLLS, YOU LITTLE CREEP!"

Shit, he couldn't wait for you to get here. Six o'clock couldn't come soon enough.

2:47 PM

Yuji ❤️Sorry it took me so long to respond babeI passed out after I got home, then I had to go to work first thing in the morningYou really have to cancel our date? 😕I was looking forward to seeing you...

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You groaned, rolling your eyes once you read the text that your boyfriend finally responded with over twelve hours later. You didn't feel like dealing with his half assed excuses and guilt tripping today. Maybe a taste of his own medicine would suffice.

You simply left his message on read, and went about your business. Each day you were growing further and further away from Yuji. His playboy antics were well known around the community.

Still, something always kept pulling you back.

Maybe it was the way he would shower you with affection anytime you were with him. Maybe it was the way he always managed to make you laugh, even when you were upset with him. Maybe it was the way that he fucked you, never letting you leave his bedroom with out giving you atleast four orgasms...

Regardless, Yuji Terushima had you caught firmly in his grasp. Despite the rumors running rampant, he made it his personal goal to convince you that you were his baby and he didn't have eyes for anyone else.

He did it with ease every time.

You hated this part of yourself. You weren't oblivious to it, you knew he was feeding you bullshit. Still, without any proof, you told yourself there was no need to end the relationship. You were holding onto something that was hardly yours to begin with.

Maybe you were more like your mother than you wanted to admit.

You packed your final bag and brought it up to the front door with the rest of your belongings. You looked at the time, it was now three o'clock. You still had some time to kill before you needed to be at the Suna household, so you decided to run into town and treat yourself to some lunch and light shopping.

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You enjoyed the crisp air as you walked around the outdoor shopping center, stopping in a few different stores picking up things you really didn't need, but you enjoyed it all the same. Spending time with yourself was your favorite way of de-stressing, you honestly preferred it this way. You cheerfully walked down the strip, bags in hand, as you eyeballed your next destination.

Hesitantly, you walked past the Salon where Yuji worked. Typically you would stop in every once and a while to say hello, but this time you really weren't sure if you wanted to.

You took a quick glance through the fogged windows, spotting your boyfriend running his fingers through a client's hair as he finished up her cut. The woman smiled, blushing deeply as he leaned back against the mirrored vanity wearing a flashy grin, most likely spewing compliments about how great she looked with her new hairstyle.

I mean, you couldn't really blame him for this, it was his job after all. Gotta earn those tips somehow, and Yuji was one of the most popularly booked stylists at the salon with the amazing feedback he earned from satisfied customers.

Suddenly, his eyes caught yours, knocking you out of your train of thought. You didn't realized you had been staring that hard, since you ultimately lost focus and spaced out.

He exposed his beautiful pearly whites, waving excitedly through the window as you timidly waved back. He placed his hand on the woman's back, murmured something to her, then proceeded to walk towards your direction.

"Hey babe! Wanna come inside? It's awfully cold out there." He offered a warm smile as he held open the door, waiting for you to accept his invitation.

"Oh, no thanks. I've got to finish up here and get ready to head to my client's house." You spoke politely enough, but you still wanted him to realize that you were upset at him.

"So you're really going through with it?" He asks sternly, his voice now imperatively less cheerful than it was a moment ago.

"Yeah, I thought I made that clear through the text I sent you." You weren't about to falter.

"Don't you think we should discuss this?"

"What exactly is there to discuss? We don't discuss things about your job, do we?" You spat, growing more annoyed by the second.

He closed the door of the salon and led you to the side of the building so that no one could hear your argument. He had a perfect image to uphold, he didn't want to ruin it.

"We don't discuss my job because I don't go off and play house with my clients."

"No, apparently you just take them back to your apartment and fuck them." You retorted, anger seeping through your lips like venom.

His brows furrowed at your accusation as he clicked his tongue with attitude, looking away and crossing his arms.

"Hm? Tell me I'm wrong, Yuji?" You continued, moving your head in front of his vision to catch his attention.

"Of course you're wrong! How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not fucking anyone else!"He shouts, clearly fed up with this conversation.

You scoffed, turning away as you prepare yourself to stomp off. He catches your wrist, pulling you back as he presses you flush against his chest.

"I love you." He coos, bringing his large hand underneath your chin as he grasps your jaw, firmly, but not too hard. "Now stop being a brat and kiss me."

Before you can protest, his lips are on yours, soft and warm as he tugs at your bottom lip beckoning you to let him in. You obliged, as he slipped his tongue swiftly into your mouth, playfully prodding at your own.

His metal piercing clicks against your teeth as he deepens the kiss, his hand leaving your jaw and sliding down to rest at the side of your neck. He's such a good kisser, it's hard not to get lost into his touch.

His phone begins ringing in his pocket, breaking your concentration and the kiss. He answers it, telling the person on the line that he would be back inside in a few seconds.

"Gotta go back inside, I'll call you tonight baby." He says with a smile. "You can make it up to me later on for ditching our date."

He gropes your ass teasingly and shoots you a wink, dashing away before you can even mutter a single word.

You huff, straightening out your form before you turn back, heading towards your parked car. You feel your stomach grumble, realizing that you skipped lunch as it was almost five o'clock.

You passed by a little place called 'Onigiri Miya' and decided to stop in. Maybe you should grab enough to bring to your new temporary residence, as a 'thank you for hiring me' treat.

"Welcome to Onigiri Miya! What can I get for ya?"