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Migi continued walking, and he gradually saw the familiar volume of the man.
"It seems like it happened before, ah, those times when he was also wearing an apron," he whispered.
"Seb? " Slowly, the man faced him.
So handsome! Migi can't help but be amazed because this man looks like a Greek god.
"Have a seat, Migi. I'm almost done cooking," he said softly.
Migi still couldn't escape the shock as he stared at that bulk of Sebastian's that he didn't expect him to see. How long has it been since he last saw it? and in a similar situation.
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