When you copy their little things

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based on this request on my tumblr blog:

You know how it happens to copy the people around us, when we spend a lot of time with them? What if they, the guys, realize the fact that you're copying their mannerisms unconsciously? °^°

You know how it happens to copy the people around us, when we spend a lot of time with them? What if they, the guys, realize the fact that you're copying their mannerisms unconsciously? °^°

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You are coming over to Rafayels place as so often in the last months you know each other, hands full with the take-away-food container in little bags

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You are coming over to Rafayels place as so often in the last months you know each other, hands full with the take-away-food container in little bags.

Your boyfriend already awaited you impatiently at his doorstep.

"There you are, cutie! Thought you got lost on the way here." he dramatically jokes as taking the heavy bags from you and strolling into the kitchen.

You smile over his little antics while following him "Yeah, traffic was horrible, and I had to take some detours to come here."

As he packs out everything and arranges it on the table, you embrace him from behind at his waist and set a peck at his cheek. Not to mention how much you had to lean on him to be able to reach his face from that position. And so Rafayels reaction was immediate, his face flushed in an adorable rose hue as his body pressed against his and your lips touching his skin.

He coughs briefly and asks, amused while exploring everything you brought. "Sushi? And fried scampi?"

"Yeah. You mind it?" asking him back, still wrapped around his back, and Your voice laced with worry if he didn't like it, which would be strange considering that the Lemurian craves seafood at any possibility given.

"No, not all, cutie." his sunset gaze flicks to you before focusing back on his actions. "I just didn't expect it today. Not after we ate tuna steaks yesterday and seafood soup the day before." he chuckles lightly. "Usually, you're the one insisting on rump steak or something."

Now it's your time to be flustered. You noticed it also, the urge for seafood since you two got close to each other.

You just can't help it, but since you're officially together, you only want to eat what the ocean has to offer. And you are aware it's because of him, the fishie that is yours and yours alone.

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