'ㅤㅤ䆯㗵ㅤㅤ"𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ."ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ 𝐇𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝟐𝟗 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝. 𝟏.𝟕𝟓 𝐦 . ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝓦ritten by 𝓒rimson
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"Have you done this in your free time?"
A small, bitter laugh escaped his lips while lifting a clay figure, "It really hasn't been you lately, has it?"
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"Have you done this in your free time?"
A small, bitter laugh escaped his lips while lifting a clay figure, "It really hasn't been you lately, has it?"
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"I don't know how it happened," he looking at his forearm where there was supposed to be a junction; he frowned, "I don't like this."
All of this was unnatural, and whatever had brought him back to life couldn't be good.
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"I don't know how it happened," he looking at his forearm where there was supposed to be a junction; he frowned, "I don't like this."
All of this was unnatural, and whatever had brought him back to life couldn't be good.
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"What else could I have done?" he muttered more to himself than to the blond.
Once the other released him, Sasori spoke again. "You're fucked up, brat."
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"What else could I have done?" he muttered more to himself than to the blond.
Once the other released him, Sasori spoke again. "You're fucked up, brat."
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Of course, he wasn't used to such displays of affection. However, although he didn't respond immediately, he didn't pull away either .
"Don't tell me what to do," he murmured in a flat tone, trying to process the sensations invading his body .
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Of course, he wasn't used to such displays of affection. However, although he didn't respond immediately, he didn't pull away either .
"Don't tell me what to do," he murmured in a flat tone, trying to process the sensations invading his body .
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