Going for a ride on a motorbike was awesome. Going on a ride on a motorbike with Aren was unbelievable. Going on a ride with his arms rapped around Aren's waist, face tight into his back, holding onto dear life was both love-inducing and terrifying.
That was where Kaidou was. Hanging onto dear life, but willing to die if it means being this close to his...
friend.
There was something magical about whizzing through the city streets, the wind messing up your hair.
"Want to go home yet?" Aren yelled over the top of the wind.
The answer was obvious.
"No" he whispered into Aren's back.
Not yet.
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So When's The Wedding?
FanfictionSo Mikoto starts telling people their soulmate initials and oh look Kaidou's soulmate's initials are A.K. and Kuboyasu's initials are S.K. hmm put two and two together and everyone figures something out. Everyone except Kuboyasu. Join Saiki and frie...
