24 Hours A Day 🕖 Seven PM (Sora Takeuchi)
Challenge: Write a fic at 100 words or less.
You stifled a yawn. “Damn that Orihara, working us like we’re freaking dogs.”
Sora glanced at you standing beside his wheelchair and patted your head. “Get some sleep.”
He slid his finger through the belt loop on your jeans before pulling you back onto his lap. “Baby, you need rest. You worked hard today.”
You looked away. Only Sora could make you feel so flustered.
He chuckled, arms wrapping around your waist while his chin rested on your shoulder. “If I go with you, will you sleep?”
He chuckled, planting a chaste kiss on your neck.
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