❝𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃❞
∘◦ ♡ ༉━━━ My retelling of Gusari's Iwaoi domestic AU doujin, featuring an original character - Setoguchi Yua.
This is basically a tell-all story of their lives together, from childhoo...
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At the gentle beckoning of sunlight, Setoguchi Yua opened her eyes. Faintly, she could make out the shape of the heavy drawn curtains, separated just far enough to allow a slit of light through into the dark bedroom. Propping an arm beneath her, Yua attempted to sit up only to feel a dull ache run down the lower half of her back. She winced, instead opting to reach an arm out towards the bedside table, feeling around until her fingers brushed up against a pair of metal frames. After putting her glasses on, she finally braced herself into swinging her legs over the side of the bed.
As Yua stumbled towards the bathroom, she worked on massaging the heel of her palm against the small of her back. It hurt, as it always did. And judging by the sound of the microwave whirring in the living room, the perpetrator was still in the house.
Turning on the lights and staring into the mirror, Yua was met with her groggy reflection and the dozen purplish bruises littered all-over her neck and shoulders. She frowned, quickly pulling the sleeves of her loose t-shirt aside to inspect the damage.
"Masaru!" She shouted, dragging her steps out the bedroom and into the living room, where a young man with long, tied back hair and slight stubble sat.
"Looks good, babe," Masaru hummed, leaning back in his seat.
