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He stands right next to you, places his hand on yours, which you have propped up on the table in front of you. Gently, his thumb strokes your knuckles. His hand is warm, his skin soft. As if he could read your thoughts, he says, „Do you really think I'm just going to leave you like this?"
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You had a shitty day (or week, or month, you name it).
Kageyama shows you that after the rain, the sun shines.
non-binary Reader (aka me aka everyone who's feeling a bit shitteroo right now)
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