2 Works by koKiing
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Kazuha only manages to turn his head to the side, cheek smushed and just barely peeking out over his arms to glance at him in lieu of proper greeting.
And what a beautiful sight he is. His baggy t-shirt he'd thrown on before going out. His hair, tossed from what must've been a light breeze. Sharp blue-purple eyes that seemingly never went without their eyeliner… Eyes that were now looking at him with something of exasperation. Adorable.
…Welcome home.
He closes his eyes and lets out a soft sigh, a small smile tugging at his lips.
Something about him must be magic, Kazuha has long since concluded. Divine maybe. Some sort of god.
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He groans, sliding down along the counter until he's on his knees. The cold metal of the drawer handle digging into his forehead, sure to leave a mark. He pulls at his shirt. His beloved's shirt. He brings it up to his nose in hopes of smelling his scent, but it's hopeless, it's not one he wore, or that he's scented. Just something he pulled out of the wardrobe in something resembling desperation.
Kazuha has been wearing it the past few days now, any traces of his lover that might've once been there have since been drowned away by the scent of his own, pathetic, forlorn self.
He really wishes he were here.