Gifts for kyermaniac
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Footsteps broke the silence that permeated the room. Its only occupant gave a small hum and turned towards the noise.
“back so soon~?” They said, accompanied by a flutter of blond lashes and a smirk on their lips.
The response was minimal; a quirked brow of a brown eye, deadpan expression plastered on the other’s face.
“What? don't want to respond to little ol’ me?” They raised their hands up, resting their cheeks on their palms. The chains strained. “I'm so hurt, and to think I thought you cared, Sytho.”
Usually, he can't explain exactly what goes through his head on these visits. Usually, he's thinking far too much to keep track of.
This time, His mind feels far too quiet for what he's about to do.