Tyrone's POV
I watched Kill enter the door, exhausted and frustrated from his new job. "How was work, dear?" I asked, with a mix of nervousness and happiness in my voice. Kill slammed his bag onto one of the wooden chairs at the dinner table and grumbled. "Fine, I guess..." He started making his way towards the couch and sat next to me. "My boss is just a huge bitch and she says she can't pay me until Friday." He sighed and laid his head on my lap. I rested my hand on his head and stroked his long, strawberry red hair. "But you know what makes it better?" He starts burying his face into my thigh. "Hm?"
"Her name is Karen." He chuckled.
I patted his head softly, making him laugh and raise his head up. "Would you like some dinner, darling~?" I cooed at him gently. Kill came and wrapped his arms around my waist, slightly lifting me up. He leaned in closer and whispered in my ear, 'I love you, babe~' in a seductive tone. I blushed and shivered. He smirks and put his head on my shoulder, kissing it gently. "And yes, I'd love some food~"
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