BRUH
BRUH
His mother used to say you’re born with your soulmate’s eyes. "I’m told it’s magical when you meet," she used to whisper to him, "It’s like you finally learn how to breathe."
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His mother used to say you’re born with your soulmate’s eyes. "I’m told it’s magical when you meet," she used to whisper to him, "It’s like you finally learn how to breathe."
archiveofourown.org/works/67357138
“We should have sex,” Kaoru says resolutely, propping himself on the table next to where Kyoya has carefully laid out his work. “Come ooooon,” he whines, “you know why!”
A twitch to Kyoya's eyebrow.
“Please, enlighten me.”
archiveofourown.org/works/64792081
“We should have sex,” Kaoru says resolutely, propping himself on the table next to where Kyoya has carefully laid out his work. “Come ooooon,” he whines, “you know why!”
A twitch to Kyoya's eyebrow.
“Please, enlighten me.”
archiveofourown.org/works/64792081
Rumors float through the tabloids of Kaoru being a serial “first-date”r. One thing remains certain about such rumors - they never, nor could ever - discover how Kaoru truly spends his evenings.
archiveofourown.org/works/62033308
Rumors float through the tabloids of Kaoru being a serial “first-date”r. One thing remains certain about such rumors - they never, nor could ever - discover how Kaoru truly spends his evenings.
archiveofourown.org/works/62033308