Chuuya Nakahara
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CHUUYA IS 15—-SLEEP-AID
The beautiful orangey-pink rays of light peaked through the blinds of Chuuya’s bedroom
The setting sun was a sign that you two should go to bed
But
Chuuya was barely even tired, he wanted to stay up with you
–
“Don’t tell me you’re falling asleep already…”
He grumbled,
“Oi, don’t you dare use me as a pillow…”
He huffed, though in truth he didn’t mind being your cushion