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a/n: in the middle of writing my brain said genshin then midway I got sleepy. That's why this took so long lol

Also, I said there should be about six chapters left but the ideas I planned for one chapter keep getting split into two chapters because I realized some can be split. So...maybe more than six chapters left.

~𐀔chapter thirty-nine𐀔~

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~𐀔chapter thirty-nine𐀔~

it was 3:40 pm at Aizawa Shota's residence and the late afternoon breeze had found two naked bodies entangled with each other and the sheets.

you weren't both sleeping, no. instead just resting as the silence allowed it.

it felt good, peaceful even though there were certain complications.

with your head on his chest and your legs overlapping his, the skin contact alone made your body too warm for contact.

not only that but your temperature had gotten unusually high from the night before.

any usual person would've found it uncomfortable laying under sheets especially with the rising temperatures of summer creeping in, yet neither complained.

maybe it was because you were both up until daylight, exploring random surfaces of the house until you were both exhausted, why you refused to stir as well.

it was your first time there yet you had barely taken the time to take in any detail since you were...occupied.

frankly, you wondered if it was even possible to shift away with how sore you were.

feeling his hand rub the small of your back as you laid on him made you tremble from how sensitive the area was.

why am I the only one that ends up sore?

just remembering it made you click your tongue in annoyance.

as if already knowing what you were going to argue about, he softly snorted.

alas, the silence was broken.

"shota" you finally said, somewhat hoarse as you looked at the plain grey walls on the nearest end of the large room.

"Hmm," he hummed with fingers trailing your shoulder delicately, the other resting on the throbbing small of your back.

"your phone" the simple instruction left you and without hesitation, he reached for his phone on the edge of the bed without shifting under you.

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