My Little Bunny (morixhoneyfanfic)
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  • Reads 30,164
  • Votes 635
  • Parts 10
  • Time 33m
Complete, First published Jul 15, 2017
Mature
We grew up together and I've always followed him around. I know for generations we protected the Honinozuka family but my need to be with him was more than just a family tradition. There is just something about those big brown eyes and innocent smile that mesmerize me. But how do I tell him how I feel?....
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