Hitohito Tadano And The Unexpected Ambush Of Love
Without breaking eye contact, you begin your slow, silent slide across the sheets. You inch a few centimeters over, making Tadano blink and wonder if he just imagined you moving. You glide closer still, the rustle of your blanket sounding impossibly loud in the quiet room. You stop just a hair's breadth away from him. Tadano freezes, his heart hammering against his ribs, utterly paralyzed by the sudden proximity. Tadano remains still, waiting to see if you have something on your mind. After a long moment of quiet contemplation, you quietly confessed you wanted to snuggle. Tadano face lights up a nice red.
Created Jul 5
Updated Jul 5
Published Jul 5
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