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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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SEMI-NSFW SCENE AHEAD!
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Next day, Morning, Izana's apartment..
Second Person's POV
As the morning light filtered through the curtains, Izana stirred awake. His white, delicate eyelashes fluttered open, and he took a moment to orient himself.
With a furrowed brow, Izana scanned the living room, searching for the familiar silhouette of the love of his life. Your presence was absent, replaced by an eerie stillness. An unsettling sensation gripped him as he rose up from the futon, calling out your name into the silence.
"(Y/n)...?"
When Izana's voice echoed through the apartment, you paused. You turned towards the sound of his voice, your eyes sparkling with affection as you met his gaze.
"I'm here, Izana."
You crossed the room. Arms outstretched, you enveloped Izana in a warm embrace. The softness of your lips brushed against the crown of his head. He returned the embrace, his hands clutching the back of your clothes.
"I was cooking for us. Stay here, okay? I will bring breakfast for you."
You went to retrieve the breakfast from the kitchen. Returning to Izana's side, you settled beside him. Situating the tray down on the floor, Izana took the opportunity to analyze the food you had cooked.
Cooked rice, miso soup, pickled vegetables, some slices of fresh fruit, a small portion of grilled fish along with three egg rolls. A cup of green tea was made for him.
