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Kazuma sat at the edge of Kimishima's bed, sunken down into the comfortable mattress. His companion was sleeping peacefully; curled up beneath the blankets, his serene features half hidden by the large fold of blanket.
Kazuma gazed upon his best friend, his eyes clouded with confusion and his heart pounding heavily in his chest.
"Kimishima…" He whispered, laying his fingers gently against the supple, satiny flesh of the older man's cheek. "I don't know why I feel this way about you…"
He leaned over slowly, pressing a feather-light kiss to Kimishima's plush, silky lips.
"…But I don't want to stop."
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