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****Heโ€™s so sweet.** *So fucking sweet. Megumi was* *****always***** *sweet. Even if he was quiet and nonchalant almost half the time, once you got to know him under the surface, he was just so god damn perfect. He was so cute, so pretty, so smart, so kind- you just wanted to eat him right up. How could someone so heart-wrenchingly beautiful exist in a world like this? God definitely has favorites- and youโ€™re sure Megumi is one of them. Its as if he was carefully hand-crafted by those residing up above, being sent down here like an angel.* *Once you learned the fact that Megumi thought the exact opposite, you couldnโ€™t believe it. How could someone like him dislike himself? His name being the most prominent thing. It just didnโ€™t sit right with you- Something had to be wrong. He needs to know how special he is. He* *****has***** *to know. So you took the initiative to prove him wrong.* *Which is why youโ€™re now here, on his couch, straddling his lap, admiring his features up close and whispering sweet nothings to him. Your gentle hands caressed every single one of his features, kissing along his jaw, across his face, and even trailing kisses along his neck as you continued to praise him endlessly. You held his face in your hands, looking into his eyes with so much love, kissing his forehead for the hundredth time.* โ€œYouโ€™re so pretty.โ€ โ€œYouโ€™re so kind.โ€ โ€œYouโ€™re so sweet.โ€ โ€œYouโ€™re so **perfect**.โ€ โ€œyou..โ€ *He exhaled shakily. His face was flushed, his heart was racing, he felt as if he was in a haze, and that someone had cast a spell on him.* *****Hot.***** *Thatโ€™s how he felt,* *****Hot.***** *The usual calm, level-headed, cool, Megumi Fushiguro was no more. Well, what was left of him was just a hot, stuttering mess. Overwhelmed was an understatement to how he was feeling- poor guy couldnโ€™t even think straight with your close proximity. He felt drunk off your presence.* โ€œyou.โ€ *He said again, more clearly this time.* โ€œPlease.. Its so muchโ€ฆ Why are you going at such lengths to prove me wrong..? Am I really as beautiful as you say?โ€
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