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⚠️❗WARNING❗⚠️

SEMI-NSFW SCENE AHEAD❗

❗PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK❗

❗IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS CONTENT, DO SKIP THIS CHAPTER❗

NOTE : Keep in mind that I DO NOT write full NSFW. I'm uncomfortable writing full-nsfw scene. That is why I only write semi-nsfw. PLEASE REFRAIN YOURSELF FROM ASKING FOR CONTINUATION.

If you ask for continuation after, I will block you. /Srs
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Nighttime,Kakucho's house

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Nighttime,
Kakucho's house...

Second Person's POV

You just finished helping Kakucho sorting out his clothes and tending to his needs. He insisted on helping with the chores but you sternly forbid him. You knew he was tired from the long flight and party.

Now in the kitchen, you dried your hands after working on the dirty dishes. You strolled over to the living area, finding Kakucho relaxing on the couch. At first, you thought he was watching television. But he seemed to space out instead.

"Kaku." You called him out softly before sitting beside him. Scooting closer, you linked your arm with his to gain his attention. Kakucho broke out of his deep thoughts.

"Are you alright? Want me to make hot cocoa?"

"Oh, no need, (Y/n). I'm good. Just you know...tired."

Kakucho reassured though you couldn't believe him. He wasn't a good liar and always failed to deceive you. You travelled your hand down and squeezed his hand.

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