kisckitetta
" hanma, the fuck you think you're doing? "
kisaki fumed, his brows furrowing even deeper when the older man took a step forward and pushed the door with the front of his leather shoe, the door closing behind him with a click.
" you haven't answered my question, kisaki.. what are 𝘺𝘰𝘶 doing? ", hanma drawled, fixing his eyes on naoto and clicking his tongue in distaste, " ..with a damn cop, no less. "
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