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Send “(─‿‿─)” to cuddle with my muse!
“Psht… Imaizumi…” The boy hissed towards the other’s direction through the dark room, though he wasn’t getting any reply. He guessed Shunsuke was asleep already, though not being all too sure.
Sitting up, he had a futon on the floor while the other slept in his bed – it wasn’t anything new for him to be shoved away like that, no matter if it was Imaizumi or another person, that was just the way people treated him. However, he took it upon himself to change something about that.
Crawling into the other’s bed, he moved closer towards the taller, wrapping his arms around him almost like a huge pillow, leaning his head against his chest. If the man was really that disgusted by Sugimoto being this close to him, he could just easily kick him back to the floor. But what’s the use in not testing the waters…










