Eros (Yuri Plisetski x OC)
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Last published Fri, Jan 22, 2021
~Preview~
Nia ran her fingers through her pastel hair, consisting of pinks, purples, and blue. She let her hair fall down her back looking around the cafe for a sort of muse.
Waving her artist pen through her fingers, stopping to sketch the same things and looking up when she hears to cafe bell ring. She sighs and jumps up when a hand slams on her table and she looks up shakily to see a medium sizes male. Thin, but not unhealthy, with long blonde hair, down to his chin and an angry scowl as if she had done something wrong, "Oi! Back off! This is my table"
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"Yeah." He didn't hesitate when he heard the confirmation. Closing the distance between them, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, their cheeks brushing against one another. Her arms came up to wrap around his torso, feeling the muscles underneath his shirt. His hug felt like drinking a warm cup of tea. She smells nice. He smells nice. He reluctantly broke from the hug, not wanting it to linger or feel awkward since they still stood in front of the train station. Ryuko cleared her throat, then gave a cheesey thumbs-up. "You ready?" ________________________________________________________________ Kirishima and Bakugou work at the same coffee shop after college when their future plans don't work out. Working towards better jobs - and more fulfilling lives - for themselves is difficult when you have to start over at the bottom. Everything starts to shift when an interesting customer walks into the shop. Will she eventually push them in a better direction, or will things start to crumble as lives intertwine and secrets are revealed?
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