ᝬ 𝚔 𝚒 𝚗 𝚔 𝚝 𝚘 𝚋 𝚎 𝚛 ; 𝚖𝚑𝚊 + 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚔𝚢𝚞𝚞 !

[ᴅᴀʏ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ - 69 // ᴀᴢᴜᴍᴀɴᴇ ᴀꜱᴀʜꞮ]

🪐 ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ 🪐

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-69 ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴏɴ

-"ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜᴄᴋ ᴍʏ ᴅɪᴄᴋ"

-"ɪ'ʟʟ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴠɪᴇᴡ"

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Asahi was at ease with himself.
In fact, he felt quite comfortable in his own skin.
Like many people, he had his moments of self-consciousness growing up—sometimes he felt his height was too pronounced, his physique too soft, and his features perhaps too rough.
Yet, on the whole, he was relatively content with his body.
He enjoyed admiring his reflection: his toned chest, defined waist, and long legs.
He took a certain pleasure in observing his manly aspects.
His frequent gym visits had given his arms a more defined shape, and his freshly cut hair framed his face.
The stubble on his chin was something you particularly enjoyed stroking.
Speaking of, you suddenly appeared, wrapping his arms around his frame in front of the mirror. Asahi, clad only in his underwear, might have felt self-conscious about this in the early stages of their relationship.
However, as time passed and their bond deepened, he had grown increasingly comfortable with himself and with you, allowing their intimacy to flourish.

It was entirely natural for Azumane to feel physically at ease in the comfort of his own home.
With you, his affectionate lover, choosing to spend nearly every day with him, there was no sense of needing to alter his personal habits.
Your hands gently traced over his abdomen, playfully squeezing the plush skin while savoring the familiar, comforting scent that lingered at the nape of his neck.
A tender smile graced your face as you planted a delicate kiss on that cherished spot, a small gesture that spoke volumes of your closeness.
Asahi was dressed from head to toe, as was his usual habit.
Unlike you, who often enjoyed lounging around in minimal clothing, the dark haired man preferred to remain fully clothed throughout most of the day.
He only shed his clothes for showers or when engaging in more intimate moments—essentially, when the two of you were having sex.
You made a persistent effort to encourage him to relax and feel more at ease in your presence.
As his girlfriend, you cherished those moments when he allowed himself to be completely unguarded and true to his authentic self.
It was in those instances, when Asahi let his defenses down, that you felt your connection was at its most genuine and profound.

In the two years you had been together, you had witnessed significant progress in Asahi.
You knew of his reserved personality from his high school days, extremely shy and very introverted when it came to socializing, so you were patient, and he deeply appreciated that.
On warm summer nights, Asahi had become more comfortable, occasionally falling asleep in just his underwear instead of enduring the suffocating heat of sweatpants.
He had also started leaving the bathroom door unlocked while showering, no longer feeling the need to keep it closed out of habit or privacy concerns, which was a notable shift from his previous routine.
For him, these changes were sometimes challenging, nevertheless, you consistently conveyed your appreciation and satisfaction whenever he allowed himself to lower his defenses and shed some of his initial shyness.
It was these moments of vulnerability and openness that brought you great joy, deepening your  affection for the retired volleyball player and strengthening your bond.
Asahi welcomed your tender touch with open acceptance, tilting his head to offer more of his neck.
Recognizing the unspoken invitation, you leaned in and nibbled gently on the exposed skin in a manner you knew the gentle giant particularly enjoyed.
The sensation of your breath and lips against his neck sent shivers down the dark haired mans' spine, making the hairs on his arms stand on end.
He sighed contentedly, closing his eyes and savoring the intimacy of the moment, cherishing the feeling of being loved by you.
He took a deep breath, focusing on the connection between your bodies and the comforting texture of his lounging tee against your chest.
Despite this, you longed for the sensation of skin-on-skin contact, which remained a priority for you in their moments of closeness.
Asahi gently turned within your embrace, his hands instinctively reaching for your chest.
He began to squeeze softly, eliciting a chuckle from you as you playfully tried to evade his mischievous touch.
With a grin, you captured his hands, intertwining your fingers and planting a tender kiss on each of his knuckles.