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In denial, in perplexity. She didn't know
how to deal with these strange feelings
and emotions budding within her as she
spent time with her six male friends.
Growing up surrounded by men her
entire life, she...
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Outside Izana's apartment...
Second Person's POV
"And here we are!" You announced delightfully after getting out of Yasuhiro's car. You stared at the apartment building, race of thoughts running in your mind. "My new home, huh.."
"Thank you for everything, Mucho. You had been helping me a lot. Even today, you chaperoned me to the hospital and drove me to Izana's apartment.." you heaved out a soft sigh, smiling appreciatively at the tall man. He was leaning against his car, tugging a small smile for you.
"It's not a big issue. You know you can just give me a call and I'll be right away to give you a ride."
Yasuhiro walked closer to you, standing right in front of you. His hand gently cupped your cheek, staring at your face quietly as if he was admiring you. "...If anything happens between you and Izana, you're always welcome to come to my place, okay?"
"I told you, there is nothing to worry about. I believe Izana won't try anything weird. I mean, you, Shion, Ran, Rindou, Mochi, Izana and me...we've known each other for a long time, right?" You were not anxious in the slightest bit. You placed your palm on the back of his hand, reassuring Yasuhiro.
Sometime, your optimism was worrisome to most of your closest male friends. Yasuhiro just sighed, rubbing his thumb on you cheek gently. He was reluctant to let you go. If he were to state his wish right now, he wanted to stay with you much longer.
If possible, Yasuhiro wanted to live alone with you already.
"Mucho?" You called out his name confusedly, bewildered by his sudden silence. Yasuhiro stared at your face long before he unconsciously leaned closer to your face. You were caught off guard by the closeness and before you could say a word to ask a question,
Yasuhiro planted a tender kiss on your forehead.
Your face went ablaze as he kept his lips attached to your forehead for good 30 seconds. Yasuhiro pulled away slowly then fixed his gaze at your face. He smiled upon discovering how flustered you were.
"What was that for?"
"Just a parting gift from me."
"Why a forehead kiss though.."
"Why? You hate it?"
"No, I don't-"
"Then you love it?"
"I-"
You were too embarrassed to admit your true feelings. Surely, you didn't hate the surprise forehead kiss. But admitting it out loud and clear that you love it? It would consume lots of courage to declare such outrageous statement.
Choosing silence, you looked away from Yasuhiro in bashfulness. He chuckled amusingly before pinching your chin and gently turned your head facing him back.
