More than a Tool (Kuzupeko)

(A/N): Who didn't expect me to write a Kuzupeko oneshot?

Fuyuhiko's POV
I was talking with Peko about Natsumi.
"How many times to I have to tell you? There's nothing between us now. That's exactly why I'm telling you this now. So you don't go and do something weird,"
I said that to her. Why? Why couldn't she understand? I didn't want her as a tool. I... loved her. I'd never say that to her out loud, that would be a dumbass move, but even so. I really fucking want to stop her thinking of herself like that.

Timeskip brought to you by BasicWinter- Cos I said so.

"GOD DAMMIT! You dumbass!" I shouted, staring at Natsumi. Tears fell down my cheeks. Who the fuck did this?!

Peko's POV
I failed....
She's dead...
I punched the wall, causing my knuckles to bleed. I didn't care. However, I didn't notice footsteps coming up behind me.
The person put their hand on my shoulder (How da hell did he do that) put their other arm around my waist, I turned around, and before I could tell who it was I felt lips on mine. I closed my eyes. When it was over I finally realised who it was.

"Young Master..."

THIS WAS BAD I KNOW I FAIL AS A KUZUPEKO FANGIRL

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