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“Don’t touch me.” - toru
* ∘ — three little words , always accepting
Toru raised a brow slowly , retracting his hand slowly before the smug grin pulled at the corner of his lips. “ Not like I meant anything by it. “ He mumbles lightly , giving a small shrug of his shoulders before stepping back slowly. “ Do you dislike me that much ? “
* ∘ — a starter for @luamour
❛ You haven't been working too hard , right ? ❜
[ text ]: I realise we were joking at the time but are you considering a stripping career?
[sms] As much as I am a self proclaimed dance god, I am not. Plus, Nae would kill me
luamour replied to your post: back and stuff.
aww bub i hope you’re okay
thanks pumpkin <3
starter for @luamour with nara/nao
the case she was working on was tough. especially because the woman they had to blackmail didn’t have a lot of loose ends for her to pick up and finally find a way to blackmail her. she had to device a plan that would bring that marriage swindler to her knees! hence the ex spy stayed up all night and morning writing down the details of their mission. as the leader, she had to be meticulous , but the lack of sleep had damaged her pretty face. her skin wasn’t shining and her eyebags were beginning to show. without losing any more time she began her skin care. she was hungry, her tummy was whining but she couldn’t be bothered. nao simply did all the chores she had to. and when it was finally noon she went in the balcony to check the laundry when she started sniffing from downstairs a really pleasant food smell. she couldn’t pinpoint it but she figured that once again the person living downstairs was going to eat a proper meal while she would live on chocolate bars and noodles. determined to finally change that she fixed her make up, changed into a nice dress - she didn’t want to look scary after all - and tied her hair up in a loose bun. five minutes latershe was standing out of his door and pressed button of the doorbell.
luamour replied to your post: ( leans in to whisper ) i've got a lovely bunch of...
it’s a song genius, there’s no limit to what I could whisper and I decided to go with that. ( he shrugged simply )
How was I supposed to know it was a song? Talking about some damn coconuts