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❝I remember all our sweet times.❞
I watched him as he sleeps peacefully on my lap with a never-ending smile plastered on my face. I find it really adorable at his sleeping features — the light snores he gives, the slumber bubble forming on his nose, and especially how he mumbles my name upon his sleep.
Zenitsu's someone who gave me such joy that no one does. He accepted me, cherished me, and most importantly; he loves me. The smile so infectious he brings — it could instantly pull me up from all the dilemma. How he shouts and exclaimed my name with love and affection how he pulls me in loving embraces and whispers all his sweet desire - all those have me falling for him. So bad.
And I truly love him.
I brushed a strand of his yellow locks away from his face in attempt to keep distractions off as I watch his features in awe. My ears perked up when I heard him whispering my name softly. I chuckled and continued combing his hair, clearly making the blush on my face to fade.
I felt him took a hold of my hand that caught me off guard. I looked at him as he rubbed it softly and still managed to stay asleep. It feels warm, how he radiates such heat and comfort by a single touch.
Zenitsu brought my hands up to his face and planted a long kiss upon it. A crimson color now painted my cheeks at his actions as I stared at him with a wide eye. I was met with honey-colored orbs that were lidded so seductively.
How can a sweet and adorable man be so tempting?
Again I blushed bright red as I tried to hide my reddening face among the (h/c) locks of mine —clearly failing as I do so.
But then again, a tingling emotion reigned over me after I saw his loving smile.
❝I remember how you protect me like a prince.❞
Walking down the hall with my hand rested at the sling of the bag, a sigh escaped my lips at the stares I've been receiving. I'm not the type of girl to be aggressive and reject people as if they were nothing.
