Izuru Kamukura
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While you and Izuru were laying in bed, trying to rest—Izuru had turned in bed, something he rarely did—and wrapped his arms around your waist ever so gently. He breathed softly, sleeping.
While you and Izuru were laying in bed, trying to rest—Izuru had turned in bed, something he rarely did—and wrapped his arms around your waist ever so gently. He breathed softly, sleeping.