Old Habits Die Hard

(Anime No Akuma)

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I was tired. The Triple S would soon be at our door, and there were still so many things left to do!

I just wanna sleep…

But I couldn't. I still had to finish composing, and I had to practice the choreography, and I also had to stretch and finish learning my new script and-

I let my head hit the table. "Ugh, I can't do this!"

After a few seconds, I heard someone coming into the dining room.

"… still alive, squirt?"

"I'm tired," I whined.

"Then why don't you go to sleep? It is pretty late," Ranmaru remarked, leaning against the doorframe.

"But I've got work to do and if I don't do it now, then I'll have even more tomorrow!" I groaned, hitting my head against the table again.

"Please, stop doing that," cringed my boyfriend.

"Seriously, though! I've got loads of work and I wouldn't usually complain but right now, I feel like my brain is about to melt… I'd grab some coffee, but I don't have the time to make it," I sighed, rubbing my temples.

Sighing heavily, I reported my attention back to the papers scattered on the table. After a few seconds, I realized that my script wasn't amongst them.

I forgot it back at the agency.

"Damn it!"

Before my forehead could make contact with the table again, though, something soft got in between. Straightening, I then noticed the pillow that had been thrown between me and a future headache.

"What…"

"I told you to stop doing that," scolded my boyfriend, ruffling my hair. "Look, if you can't take a break, then keep on working and I'll make that coffee for you."

"Really?" Hope swelled in my chest.

"Really," he rolled his eyes. "But at one condition-"

"Anything!"

"You have to stop at eleven."

Instantly, I deflated. I shot a look at the clock.

"B-but it's in not even an hour!"

"Then better get to it, right?"

With that, he went into the kitchen. Cursing under my breath, I wasted no time in returning to work.

The coffee had been delicious and I finished most of my work. In the end, I accepted to work on my choreography the next day, and Ranmaru promised to help me learn my lines in the morning.

We were now both sitting on the couch, myself lying against him. He made a good pillow, that much was certain.

"Why don't you got to bed?"

"I'm comfy…" I muttered, snuggling closer to his warmth.

He chuckled a little. Then, his fingers started running through my hair, lightly massaging my scalp. I sighed happily, the gentle moves slowly lulling me to sleep.

"… prrr…"

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Oh, fuck my life.

"Ary… did you just purr!?"

I simply hid my face in my hands. Why, oh why couldn't I get rid of that damn habit?

I simply realized that Ranmaru never actually knew that she could purr lol. Can you just imagine his face, though?