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Kyrie loved many things.

She loved the sweet crunching sound of freshly baked bread; the slight coldness of morning mist caressing the tip of her skin; the refreshing feeling of washing away all the sweats and grimes after a workout;…and many more as the list went on and on.

However, there were a few that absolutely loved and adored as they were the special things of her lover, Nero.

One of those was hearing his hoarse, still sleep-ridden voice greeted her those three intimate words every morning.

He never was a romantic person at heart, just an adorable dork with actions spoken louder than words. But Kyrie didn't knew when had he taken upon himself to do this morning ritual without failed, except for when he was undergoing days-long missions, when they moved in together.

But love didn't need reasons so she didn't question him why.

One more aspect of being long-termed couple was that she learned to accept all of him for all his goods and flaws. So even his sometimes not-so-pleasant morning breath whispering those word directly to her face, it had become a norm to her and she enjoyed all of it in his strong embrace with his slightly stubbles chin tickling her cheeks.

Kyrie loved many things.

But the thing she loved most was her strong but as the same time dorky Nero.