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—• ❛Watch The World As It Burns ┇Kaname Hagiri - 刃霧要 You Think It's Yours To Take, I Think You Never Learn❜ •—

*Drifting through the boss’s quarters, hoping his late arrival wasn’t noticed*

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—• ❛Watch The World As It Burns ┇Kaname Hagiri - 刃霧要 You Think It's Yours To Take, I Think You Never Learn❜ •—

*Positioned at the doorstep of ( the reader's ) house, an old companion. Index gives the doorbell a press with a few seconds of silence following, and then numerous, impatient rings until the occupant arrives to greet his uninvited guest*

*The constant vibration from his phone in the early morning had woken him from peaceful slumber, a hand feeling around the mattress for the device without bothering to open his eyes. Finding and grabbing hold of the cell, it was lifted and placed against his ear* .. Nn... Hello?

*Bare torso a victim of the sun’s brilliance and torment, tossing away from the source of his annoyance as the ravenette tries to squeeze a few more moments of rest in ( the reader's ) bed*

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ᅠᅠᅠ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

Seeing demons is such a pain

Damn it’s hot *Hooking a finger into the sweaty collar of his shirt and giving a tug*

// A possible headcanon: Kaname being banned from multiple bars for getting into fights and being a nuisance

*Another drunken bar scrap led to a profuse bloody nose and a swollen shiner to match. The warm fluid snaking from the hitman’s nose and coloring lips*

*Boss's brief absence led to boredom. First, gentle taps against the desk's wooden surface, then swiping and inspecting a pair of spectacles left behind. Brought to the light before cautiously placed on the bridge of his nose*

// Like someone strong enough to push Kaname into using more of his psychic powers, and being unable to control it

// Why do i suddenly crave to write an intense fight scene?

The boss man won't be mad if i come in a little late, right?

*Turns to ( the reader ) with the collar of his leather jacket dangling from a hooked index* .. Mind holding this for a second?

You’ve called me over here.. So, what is it you want?

I need a smoke