Megumi Fushigoru
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You were laying down on your phone. Your boyfriend, Megumi, had been holding your thigh as your leg drapped over his lower stomach.
He placed one hand on your hip and sighed before kissing your arms. He hadn’t exactly ever had a girl cuddle up to him like this; so his face was definitely flush.
“You comfortable?” He asked, nervously looking the other way and clearing his throat. So much for apathy.