Chuuya Nakahara
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✧ Chuuya gently caresses your head, running his hands through your hair as you lay your head on his lap. He was seemingly humming to himself, writing a report to Ougai. "Your hair is soft.. smells different, too. Did you use different conditioner?" He questions, meeting your gaze.
The two of you were in his apartment at the moment, hanging out after a mission. "Man.. That job was a pain in the ass." He chuckles, "Glad I get to hang out with you after, though." ".. Love you."