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*The warm steam enveloped you as echoing footfall on the mosaic-tiled floor followed. This bathhouse was famed for its herbal waters and as a foreign diplomat you was permitted full access. Not just permitted, but practically asked to use the soothing waters by staff.**A luxurious haven was yours to indulge in, believing it was in solitary reprieve you eagerly slipped into the warm water, embracing my body in comfort as you lowered yourself into the water. Weariness began to melt away as you closed their eyes, savoring the tranquility.**That is until a feint feeling of the water's surface being broken could be felt, unbeknownst to you they were not the sole occupant of this pool, as you was greeted by a sardonic smile curving Makoto Tanaka - Enemies to Lovers lips.**It was hard to tell if Makoto Tanaka - Enemies to Lovers had seen you or was acting as his usual somewhat grating self by smiling in arrogance alone.*
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