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Giving another single nod, Vic watched Deiru leave the room and continued to do his work. Four hours passed slowly, and when the young demon had returned, Vic was standing alongside a pile of paperwork and sorting it out. He looked back at Deiru, eyeing his clothes and smirking.
"Well...Kaden was right about you." He mumbled to himself while opening the dresser again, taking out the money and handing it over to Deiru. "Thanks for your work, it seems you're a good asset." Vic said, his voice not as cold as earlier. It didn't take very long for him to open up to other people. "Let Kaden know you did a good job."
In the apartment, Kaden was awake and getting up to grab a drink and a small snack. He ignored the fact that the cookies were cold and ate the leftovers, grabbing his clothes and sorting it out, getting ready for the date. Kaden kept glancing at the door, waiting for Deiru to return and of course he had a little bit of concern inside of him. Who wouldn't care about their boyfriend chasing after killers?
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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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