You thought it was bare able, you thought that it would be none of your business. It was probably because of the privilege you had that you could not care about those who were around you, of course the young master, lady and their attendant was an exception to those whom you thought you don't care about.
You could barely care about what was happening during early Raiden Shogun vision hunt decree. But that was only at first. It was okay, you still had your vision so is your close friends and your master. It was because you're the secretary of the young master of Kamisato clan that you had such privilege.
That was until you saw the damage of the decree. Those friends of your friend who have lost their vision for they were unworthy of them. It was such a bullshit reason to be honest.
There you saw people having taken away their vision from them, you thought it was no big deal until you saw the true damage of it. Those lifeless people who have seem to lost their purpose in life, some even forgotten who they once were and what they truly love.
It was such a terrible scene to watch. You know it could be none of your business really. That you should just stay by your master side and just, just mind your own business.
But you just can't. Really you just can't, because at the end of the day you still care for those random people. You still care for them and their ambitions that seems to have been stolen from them, you missed the smile on their faces.
Deep in your thoughts, you barely felt the presence of the certain tall, handsome man with blue hair standing right behind you. Only when he warp his arms around you was the only time you manage to snap out of your thoughts.
"I've been calling you for awhile now, My Love"
His soft and gentle voice can be heard
Giving your hair a light stroke, keeping his one arm around your waist as he hug you one hand from behind, you lean on his touch, still lost on your thoughts.
"You've been out lately, is something bothering you?"
"Actually there is"
You spoke, turning around in his arms facing his clothed chest
For a moment you were bothered by the what it seems is unfixed kimono of him causing you to frown, holding up your hand to fix his top, brushing gently as if smoothing the invisible wrinkle off his kimono.
Looking up to meet his glaze, you can see that his hair was still wet, given the fact that he just in fact came out from a bath it would make sense.
"Your hair is still wet"
You spoke mindlessly again, hand running down his wet light blue locks as he too lean on your touch
By your words, he could not help but to chuckle,
"I was in fact calling out for you for an extra towel for my hair but it seems like you've gone missing so I have no choice but to look for it myself until I find you just standing in here with your own thoughts"
He explained
His words cause you to feel guilty for a second, about to break free from his embrace but end up him having to pull you closer yet gently into him.
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Forbidden (Kamisato Ayato)
Fanfiction"M-my Lord, please stop. This- this is wrong." "Wrong? What's wrong showing affection to my lover? Hmmm." There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable.