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Goodnight's Sleep {OsoChoro One-shot}

Goodnight's Sleep {OsoChoro One-shot}

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The hands finally intertwined their fingers together acting like a quilt, pulling Choromatsu closer to Osomatsu. At this point Choromatsu can feel his back hitting Osomatsu's chest. It was... quite warm and comforting, way more cozy than he had thought. He can feel Osomatsu's hot breaths rest on his shoulder and this action made him feel warm all over, like his breath just formed a blanket and laid itself on him. A small smirk was present on Osomatsu's face as he felt Choro melt into his arms.
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Ryuuji's right arm is pressed against the blanket, and he stares at it before flipping it over to see if his fated words are there. His heart pounds and he notices the tips of his fingers shaking. This could determine his whole future, and waiting a few more seconds in the 'before' isn't going to hurt. Finally, he takes a deep breath and turns his arm over. Yuusaku and his mother weren't wrong; the words are there. They're in a plain, dark-colored font, just as he was expecting. He reads his sentence, from quotation mark to quotation mark, and then rests his head in his hands. His eyes remain open and his breaths become ragged. He scans over his arm again and again, trying to process. He isn't sure what he was expecting, but it definitely wasn't this. (crossposted on Ao3)

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