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Assassination Classroom belongs to Matsui Yuusei only.
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"Nh."
There were so many questions; that strawberry blonde haired man couldn't answer—nor him. Yuuma tried to reach, but failed. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. Trying to avoid the pain, he grabbed the sheets, forcing himself not to look into that man's eyes.
Too dangerous.
After he took a deep breath, Yuuma pulled Gakuhou closer. Then, he whispered with a tremble voice. "I won't regret anything. I swear."
Love, lust and despair. Those feelings were mixed at the same time. They moaned softly. Gakuhou didn't give an answer. He kissed Yuuma's lips, let their lips connected together. Let their relationship buried in secret.
Breathing in the darkness and silence. Sweating a lot.
Yuuma couldn't take it anymore. He opened his eyes, looked at Gakuhou. Those sharp eyes were beautiful like the endless twillight. He drowned-he always been.
"What can I do to make your eyes only look into mine?"
"My eyes do. They only look into yours. Only yours." Those words gave shivers to all over his body.
Yuuma hugged Gakuhou tightly. He swore that he wouldn't regret anything.
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I blame Mr. Chairman and Isogai kakoikomi card :')
OTP. Always.