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“ i just wanna talk. ” he said simply.
with an exasperated huff, boruto looked elsewhere.
“ ... do i look 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 scary﹖ ” the blond asked softly.
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boruto held kawaki farther away as he kicked. like an angry little kitten. 𝘩𝘦𝘩.
“ 𝒉𝒆𝒚. ” he said sternly, giving kawaki a shake.
“ relax, alright﹖ m’not gonna hurt you. ” boruto assured.
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suspicious, boruto’s gaze was scrutinizing as he eyed the boy. yet his expression remained blank; he ignored the child’s question.
boruto recognized that two﹣toned hair.
“ what’s your name﹖ ”
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perched atop a roof, the blond clicks his tongue after surveying the surrounding area. hopping down boruto calls out to @CrimsonBonds.
“ oi, sarada. ”
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boruto hoped traveling would be easy on his stomach. it chose the perfect time to be disagreeable.
groaning, boruto huffed irritably. this 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙.
𝘪 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬...
ʻʻ m’sorry ya gotta... i should’ve stayed home. ’’ a regretful murmur.
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with a disgruntled sound, he closed his eyes. boruto really didn't have the energy to put up a fuss, like usual. and so, he relented, giving a small nod and a hum of confirmation.
ʻʻ m’kay. ’’⠀ ➢
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and the thin brows met in a concerned frown.
“ You're not, Boruto. Let me
take care of you. You need
to get some rest. “
He wanted to help him through this moment of sickness. Besides, worry not, for the pale boy's immune system was good.
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brows furrowed with confusion, boruto tried to recall how he got his fever; how he got sick. but his brain was muddled──grunting, the blond swallowed down his whine, another throb at his temple.
ʻʻ y’gotta... take me home. ’’⠀ ➢
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