11.49ᴘᴍ - ꜱᴏᴜʟ

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"i love you," he says, whispering the words softly to you as you're slowly drifting to sleep.

he watches as your eyebrows furrow ever so slightly, and how your lips twitch every now and then. your head is laying on his shoulder, and one hand is placed on his chest—the other resting beneath your cheek.

the room is silent; the subtle sound of the ceiling fan being on the highest setting, and the soft breathing coming from you are the only sources of sound.

shota knows you didn't hear his words, but it doesn't bother him. he loves you. he just had to say it.

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