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inumaki, it’s just you. you’re so quiet, sometimes. “
spoken through a smile, yuta accepts the bottle into his possession with quiet laughter. his free hand pats the open space near him in invitation.
“ thank you. “
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shoulders rise and fall with steadying breaths, tired eyes set dead ahead; directed at nothing in particular.
one would think after months upon months of practical nonstop training, running would become easier.
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ᅠ ——— – - · @dolorousts
Inumaki saw from afar that Yuta finished training and seemed to be resting on the stairs, so he decided to go get a cool bottle of water.
He was very stealthy when he approached from behind, that way he peeked a hand from the right side
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it hasn’t, really. some, not much.
the shock of a sudden temperature change against his cheek stiffens yuta at his spine, jolting upright in surprise. it melts quickly away with recognition.
“ oh … !
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