What is love to you?
A question often asked, the mystery question that no one can really put an answer beside it. What lengths would one be willing to go how far? He himself doesn't understand what he's feeling, what is slowly circling around him, w...
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-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ-
ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ : ▮▮▮▮▮▮▯▯▯
ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ - ꜰɪᴠᴇ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ
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↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ
-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ-
Trigger Warnings: None
Reader: Female
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-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ-
{ Prompt: Yandere Chuuya Nakahara x Reader }
-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ-
She stayed behind the counter her (h/l) (h/c) framing her delicate features, the dim lights, only drawing to her good looks.
She held a wine glass between her slender fingers wiping it with a white cloth. As she carefully placed it down, filling it up sliding it to the man before her.
