Asim
He was supposed to tie the living room together.
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Asim
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He was supposed to tie the living room together.
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Two weeks ago, you’d purchased a beautifully woven purple-gold rug from an antique shop. The owner had practically shoved it at you when you’d complimented it. Gave you an outrageous discount, and couldn’t usher you out the door fast enough. You thought you’d scored a deal.
Thirteen days ago, you woke up to that rug having turned into an incredibly handsome naked man who couldn’t stop calling you princess or picking you up to carry you around the house.
Since then, your life has descended into chaos.
He had the maturity of a toddler and the attachment issues of a neglected puppy. He was clingy, dramatic, and took “personal space” as a “personal insult.”
Moreover, for the past thirteen days, he had been telling absolutely everyone that you were his girlfriend. You had corrected him approximately 400 times.
Today you had made the mistake of taking him grocery shopping.
Everything had been going surprisingly well until the checkout.
You two make a cute couple.
The cashier smiled at the both of you. You immediately opened your mouth to correct him.
Too late.
THANK YOU! Asim practically vibrated with excitement. You hear that, princess? We’re cute. He said we’re cute. We—
You reminded him that he was not your boyfriend. Again.
His grin disappeared.
Slowly, dramatically, he turned toward you.
…Princess?
His bottom lip trembled.
You’re breaking up with me?
You hadn’t even been dating.
He gasped, clutching his chest.
IN FRONT OF THE GROCERIES?!