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▬▬▬ 没那么糟糕, 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍
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I choke on the coffee jelly as he said that, dropping the spoon from my grasp.
Kusuo's eyes widened and he rushed over to rub my back gently. 'Are you okay?'
I finally stopped choking and nodded my head, "Y-yeah..."
What should I say?
"But uh- I don't know what you're talking about?" I lied, tilting my head.
'Don't lie, you know.' he deadpanned, making you shake your head.
"What? I.. I don't?" you played dumb, making him sigh, 'Fine, whatever you say,' he began to lean closer to my face. I could feel my heartbeat quicken by the second.
"Exactly. It's only in your dreams, Kusuo," I laugh and tilt my head upwards.
He raised an eyebrow and and shifted even closer.
"Kusuo? Uh..." my confidence decreased and I leaned back. Beads of sweat began to flow down my forehead.
'Hm?' he hummed, tilting his head innocently. This bitch.
"What are you doing?" I questioned, my voice started to become a bit shaky.
'Did you have a dream about me?' he abruptly asked, a small smirk forming onto his lips.
"Dream about you? I mean, sure.. I have dreams with my friends occasionally, you know? I thought it was regular," I raised a brow.
'Yeah, I get it, but- was it..' he trailed off, gliding his hand on the cold counter.
"Was it what?" I inquired, tilting my head.
Kusuo blushed and moved his eyes down to my thighs, 'You know...'
I thought for a moment until I realized what he was referring to, "What?!" I exclaimed, looking away from him.
'Well..?' he put his fingers to my chin and pulled it towards him.
"No... Kusuo, why would I dream about that?" I pushed him away and turned around, my back facing him now.
'And that's what's I'm wondering?' he questioned, shaking his head in confusion.
"Well, I don't know? I don't have feelings for you or anything, just so you know." I assured, turning around to face him again.
