Kaden got up and headed towards his bedroom, deciding to try to fix his hair a bit after Deiru dried it off earlier. It was crazy, he had to maintain it at least or else he’d have to cut it off. Kaden grabbed an elastic and put his hair up, just leaving the bathroom when he heard someone in the kitchen.
With a faint smile on his face, Kaden slowly made his way back, going to the frame of his door and leaning against it while looking at Deiru. “Rise and shine. How was the roof?” he asked, wondering if the sun was enough to burn his skin. That would be a shame, although Kaden also liked to see the demon with his sexy hair all messy. It had a slightly adorable to look at.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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