the ease of proximity
Nagi inspects the two of them a moment longer before making his way to Isagi’s free side. “Do you mind if I lay here too?” He asks, a tone so casual Isagi thinks he might have misheard the question. It’s one thing when it’s Bachira. Isagi has grown accustomed to Bachira’s closeness, but intimacy with Nagi is uncharted water that Isagi doesn’t know the depth of. Waves crash in his stomach.
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