Kazuha and I were on his bed, watching a movie on his computer. I nuzzled closer to him, taking in his scent, the smell of maple syrup filling my nose. Kazuha's fingers slowly combed through my hair, relaxing me further.
"What's wrong, love?" Kazuha asked, sensing there was something on my mind.
I buried myself in his red hoodie, hiding from him
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Unfinished Fantiction Stories
FanficSo I've been writing a lot but I have not published much because I never finish the stories I write so I decided to just publish the story without finishing them, um, yeah! Enjoy! Updates will be on Tuesdays
