▬▬▬ 𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡

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Kiyomi snapped in her consciousness when she felt the bed creaked, and as she opened her eyes, she saw Sanzu hovering on top of her

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Kiyomi snapped in her consciousness when she felt the bed creaked, and as she opened her eyes, she saw Sanzu hovering on top of her. Her eyes widened as she wondered what the fuck Haruchiyo was up to.

She shrieked, surprising Haruchiyo, just as the door flung open wide, revealing Ran, clutching a cooking pan in his hands and a grumpy-worried expression on his face. "What the fuck are you doing, Sanzu?" he yelled.

"I'm just keeping an eye on her?" Sanzu reasoned with a sneaky smirk on his face, as he always did when he couldn't keep his hands off of him and was touchy.

Ran's face stiffened as he raised his brows. "You're checking her out, aren't you? Do you have to hover above her?" A vein popped in his neck, he generally let it slip when Sanzu play with his playthings because he respects him as his superior but when it comes to Kiyomi, he can't stand seeing Sanzu being touchy with her, he can't bear anybody touching her even his brother, friends, and boss.

Every day he is becoming more possessive towards her, it wasn't lusting anymore, he can't point it out but unbeknownst to him, he was longing for her fondness.

"Hey, it's time to eat-going what's on?" The room was filled with the sound of a familiar baritone voice. Rindou entered with his gaze fixed on Sanzu, his pupils twitching as he noticed Sanzu's position on top of Kiyomi.

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