Karamatsus P.O.V.

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I felt Ichimatsu's warmth
He smelled like cats
He was running
The shaking was pressing in on me
My bruises aches with every step
The light flooded my vision
All of a sudden the shaking got rougher
I felt Ichimatsu drop me on the bed
He took off my shirt
The cold room made me squirm
He examined me for a few minutes before covering me
Ichi hugged me from behind and I drifted to sleep.

Osomatsu san shipsDove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora