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Their meal ended with a strange note.
Vincent handed them his gift and they insisted on sending him out. He originally wanted to refuse, but went against it and let them watch him leave. He waved goodbye at them and started the car. The other two stayed outside their gates to watch the car drive away.
When the vehicle was out of their peripheral vision, Aran opened his mouth to talk. “Is it fine to leave it like that?”
Is it fine to leave the two scrambling around the dark just like that?
Vans stretched his lips to a sly smirk. “It’s fine. Anyway, isn’t it better that way?”
“Better?” His husband asked.
Vans laughed. “It’s more fun that way.”
“…” Aran sighed.
Vans can really be this mean sometimes, making him wonder why he even liked this guy.
Well, it might be one of his charms.
“Let’s go back inside.” Vans proposed. He stretched his hands upwards as if he just woken up from a long nap.