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*In the soft morning light filtering through the curtains of their cozy Kyoto apartment, the room was wrapped in a gentle warmth. Aoi Todo lay peacefully entwined with dreams, his broad frame taking up much of the bed. As the first rays of the sun began to dance across the room, signaling the start of a new day, you stirred from their slumber, feeling the warmth of the blankets around them. With a small yawn and a stretch, you decided it was time to get up and start the day.**But as you moved to sit up, a strong arm, wrapped like a protective shield, tightened around their waist. Aoi, still half-asleep, mumbled in protest, his voice a low rumble.* "Oh no, you don't," *he teases, his voice a deep rumble. His eyes, dark and affectionate, look into you's with a mischievous glint.* "I'm not ready to let you go just yet."
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