♥. somewhere, maybe you'll be thinking of me.
Inspired by "Jizzed in my Pants." Why? Because "When we're holding hands it's like having sex with me." Ohoho, how I am so addicted to Kanji's mannerisms.
Also, I frickin' love this pairing. OTP.
Spoilers if you haven't beaten Naoto's dungeon; gender is a spoiler, I promise.
But this is short because I wrote is on the spot and, like, I like run-on sentences and long-winded whatnots.
Amazing.
Also, I frickin' love this pairing. OTP.
Spoilers if you haven't beaten Naoto's dungeon; gender is a spoiler, I promise.
But this is short because I wrote is on the spot and, like, I like run-on sentences and long-winded whatnots.
Amazing.
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Her hand was warm.
I licked my lips to moisten them, a preemptive attack but it didn't help and I was still nervous and she was looking at me so blankly.
She smiled softly.
My heartbeat jumped up ten rates faster than healthy and my face prickled with joy. She looked so pretty with her hair framing her face like that.
"Thank you, for today Kanji." Her voice mellowed as she said my name, or maybe it was just my imagination but my mind was numb and I wanted to kiss her but I didn't know if I should and she was just so wonderful and I'm such a fool and I lo--
She pushed herself a bit taller, her heels hovering off the ground and gently, tenderly, she placed her lips against mine.
My brain short circuited that day.
Naoto pulled back quickly, her face tinged with pink, I must've been grinning so wide but she couldn't tell with my back to her as I darted off, adrenaline so high I could burst.
Princess, I love you.
thinking of how we could be.
