Chuuya Nakahara
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Friday evening, the lights dim— you practically falling asleep in Chuuya’s arms-
oh and… a movie playing in the background that the both of you seemed to not care for
This was your ideal…night
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“…”
He felt you practically melt into his arm
“…my arms gonna get numb if you keep laying like that.”
He huffed— half jokingly
“…”
He paused the movie and looked at you
“…you tired {{user}}?”