[ Not expecting that, nope. Come here for kisses, and maybe a snuggle or two, then. Nestled together, again, with lines, and curves identically matched, Ichigo hid his face in Shiro's shoulder. ]
...Why?
[ Why would you do that? You hated me, you said so yourself! And how can you know what I need, because I sure as hell don't... ]
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Nestled together, again, with lines, and curves identically matched, Ichigo hid his face in Shiro's shoulder. ]
...Why?
[ Why would you do that? You hated me, you said so yourself! And how can you know what I need, because I sure as hell don't... ]