(kita has two unnamed siblings, but for the purpose of this story, he'll be an only child. IM SORRY DONT COME FOR ME FDJGDFKHG)

after a fairly long day, you found yourself standing in front of kita's door, your hand still tightly secured in his.

"let's go, l/n-san." he shortly glanced at you, delicately tightening his grip on your palm.

shinsuke gently slid the door open, cautious not to drag you whilst the two of you walked inside. he slid your hand out of his, taking off his shoes and neatly pairing them on the floor. you were quick to follow suit, tidily ordering your own shoes next to his.

as kita led through the space, you took the time to study his house. it was, in a way- what you presumed his home to be like; a traditional japanese house, with a majority of the floor being covered with tatami mats. it was exceptionally clean, as expected from a boy like kita.

"shin-chan!" an old lady called out, walking towards the boy to wrap him in a tight embrace. she patted his back, pulling away. only then did she notice your arrival, a wide grin making its way to her face once you locked eyes. "oh? you didn't tell me you were gonna bring a friend, a girl at that!"

"what's your name, dear?" she questioned, taking both of your hands into her's.

"l/n y/n, nice to meet you."

"such a pretty name for a pretty girl," she cooed, the smile on her face reaching her eyes, the corner of her eyes wrinkling cheerfully. "please call me yumie,"

"a-ah, okay, yumie-san." you spoke, kita noticed how flustered you grew, quickly jumping into the conversation.

"l/n-san forgot the key card to her hotel, so she'll be staying here until her parents finish work to pick her up. she might have to stay the night here."

'stay the night?'

"is that so?" a hand made its way to cup your face, "stay as long as you need to, yeah?"

she turned to kita, nodding towards a nearby room.

"shinsuke, could you bring her some of your clothes? i'll be starting on dinner," with one last pat to your head, the old lady shuffled away towards where you assumed was the kitchen.

"do you need to take a shower, l/n-san? i can go get a towel if you want," kita spoke, sliding a door open and stepping in, guiding you inside. he placed his and your bag in a corner, making his way to his closet.

"sure, if that doesn't bother you." you followed his steps, gently shutting the door behind you.

he picked out a plain, black shirt, along with a pair of grey sweatpants.

(a/n: yuza your sweatpants addiction is showing gtfo)

he sauntered your way, placing the things in your arms.

"here, the bathroom is the door across from here."

"thank you, kita-san." you sent him a smile, nodding your head.

"tell me if you need anything, yeah?"

"of course,"

your quickly shuffled out the door, shutting it behind you before entering the bathroom. you made sure to lock the door, placing kita's clothes on the sink counter. it was no surprise to you when you saw how neat the bathroom appeared.

you began undressing, quickly slipping out of your pants and moreover, akinori's hoodie. you made sure too keep the shower quick, patting yourself dry. swiftly throwing on the given outfit, you noticed how fragrant kita's clothes had smelled, hands playing with the hem of his shirt.

'these are soft...'

tidying yourself up, you stepped out of the bathroom, making your way back to kita's room. upon entering, you caught sight of kita, who had been calmly sitting on the floor

"finished?" he asked, eyes lazily meeting yours.

"yes, thank you. sorry if this bothers you." you walked over to your bag, crouching to neatly fold them and storing them in your bag afterward.

"don't apologize, you're not troubling anyone, l/n-san." the boy wandered to his closet, picking out a pair of grey shorts and a white sweater, along with undergarments and a towel.

your face flushed at the sight, facing away in embarrassment.

"i'll be washing up, you can rest here if you want." he turned to you, just then taking in your flustered state. he let out an airy chuckle in response, his hand reaching for your face.

his palm rested under your jaw, his thumb and remaining fingers lying on either side of your cheeks, fondly squeezing them. a warm smile adorned his face, one so wide that it reached his eyes.

"you're adorable," he spoke, "do you want me to set up your futon?"

you dumbly stared back at him, face as red as ever. you could clearly feel the raging blush on your face grow warmer by the second.

"no, thank you. i can set it myself later," your words were slightly incoherent due to your attention being stuck onhis hand, which he found immensely cute.

he only grinned, wordlessly tilting his face closer to yours, leaving only a few inches of space. the boy took his time to examine your features, his eyes gazing over you- you didn't miss how his eyes flickered to your lips.

kita lowered his head, planting a tender peck...

on your nose.

he pulled away, and without a word, kita silently walked out the door with his clothes in hand. the second he closed the door, let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

your hand unconsciously moved to the spot he kissed, the tips of your fingers grazing small circles on it.

you shook your head, hoping that it'd somehow prevent you from thinking about it any further. but it was no use, the scene kept on repeating in your head- as if someone was playing a broken dvd.

you hurriedly walked to your bag, promptly fishing out your phone. unlocking it, you quickly messaged your friends.

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three baddies + oikawa and a kita simp

06:42 pm

you

YALL

HAJIME

TOORU

MAKKI

MATTSUN

HADSKFSFGJ FUCK

hajime

whats going on

u good?

tooru

n/n-channnn i missed youuuu

makki

oh no she's back

mattsun

hey shawty 🥶

you

YALL WONT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED

HDFGJKGJFGD FUCKFUCKSHITJSDGSD

makki

aight well uh

can you like

get to the point or smth 😒🙄

you

HSDJFASFGK KITA SHINSUKE

FJSGJSGJSDHFJ

IM SLEEPING OVER AT HIS HOUSE AND SDJFSJFGSDGF

THIS BITCH

KISSES ME ON MY NOSE

tooru

OH OMG

GET ITT Y/N-CHANNJSKGDJFG

hajime

he kissed you??

you

ON MY NOSE

YEAH

DFJSDFJGJSDFG

makki

...

well you see this gc is named this for a reason

mattsun

she's deff a bottom 🕺🕺

you

i-

time to put more bodies in the basement 😕🙄

hajime

wait wait

hold on hold on

why are you sleeping at his house in the first place??

you

my dumbass forgot my keycard in the hotel room so my mom told kita to take me to his house 😶🔫🔫

tooru

mann n/n-chan :/

i'd usually call you stupid but since you get to stay the night with your boyfie i'll let it slide

hajime

what??

did i read that right

makki

YOU FORGOT YOUR KEYCARD??

LMAOO DUMBASS 💀💀

COULDN'T YOU JUST ASK THE RECEPTIONIST TO OPEN THE DOOR??

im orbiting the sun 🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️

you

MAKKI STFU

I PANICKEDDJFJDGHD

IM TAKING AWAY YOUR MINECRAFT RIGHTS

FUCK OFF

mattsun

pls do

he killed my minecraft dog 🤬😡

you

makki 🔪🔪🔪

run while you still can

dick

makki

oooo im sho scared 😣😖

you're miles away from me i don't have anything to worry about 😎😙🕺

you

...

fuck you

makki

gladly

liked by mattsun.

mattsun

damn

tooru

ooo kinky

hajime

stop changing the topic

y/n

he's not the only person in the house, is he?

he has a guardian, right?

you

yeppp

his grandma

hajime

so you're not alone?

you

nah

hajime

oh oki

good good

tooru

awww is iwa-chan worried about his baby cousin??

you

tooru we're the same age :/

hajime

^^^

tooru

aksjhdfka whatever

n/n-chan are you with your boyfriend rn

you

he's not my fucking boyfriend

and no

he's taking a shower

mattsun

oooo 👁👁

makki

ohohoho 👁👁

you

huh

are you two gay

makki

probably

but i have yet to experience my sexual awakening ☝️😙

mattsun

^^

but l/n

are you gonna

yk

join kita or smth 😏

makki

😏😏

you

NOJSDFKDFBJ

STOP THIS

MATTSUN I TRUSTED YOU 💔💔

tooru

oooo

are you?

??

you

TOORU

CEASE ✋✋🦶🦶‼️‼️🚫⛔️⛔️

Before you speak, THINK...

T - is it True?

H - is it Helpful?

I - is it Inspiring?

N - is it Necessary?

K - is it Kind?

mattsun

oh it's very inspiring

so inspiring i'm tearing up

damn my dog started breakdancing

you

hajime you're not possibly agreeing with them

right?

makki

he'll agree

mattsun

^^

tooru

^^^

you

NO HE WONT

RIGHT

HAJIME ISTG

U LUV ME RIGHT

YOUR FAV COUSIN

mattsun

i disagree

you

i'll change your opinion

mattsun

how

you

ah well uh

uhsjdhfjkashf

adshfkshfg

idk

makki

pfft

idiot

you

ihy

makki

ilyt

tooru

iwa-chan's been a lil quiet

mattsun

whatchu think ace

hajime

just uh

use protection

i dont want y/n copies running around yet

you

HAJIME??#?#?*/!!?

WHAT

mattsun

LMAOOAOAOHASDFJ

NICE KILL IWAIZUMI-SAN 😝😝

makki

my makki senses were right 😋

tooru

have fun n/n-chan! <33

you

NOOO WHAT

IM NOT GONNA FUCK SOMEONE I JUST MET

SAVE THAT SHIT FOR MARRIAGE GODDAMN 😭😭

hajime 😭😭

hajime

yeah 👍

you

i-

i'm leaving

liked by mattsun and makki.

mattsun

oki

call me afterward

i'll help with plan b <3

liked by makki, tooru, and hajime.

disliked by you.

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you groaned, shutting your phone off. rubbing your eyelids with the back of your hand, you looked around.

'i don't really have anything to do...'

you let out a quiet sigh, stretching your arms out.

'yumie-san said she was cooking, didn't she?'

a hand made it's way to your chin, pouting in thought.

'she's nice enough to let me stay here, i should help her.'

and so, you stood up, slipping your phone into your pocket and dusting yourself off. walking out the door and closing it, you wandered through the hallway.

upon arriving at the kitchen, yumie had been fitted in a cooking apron, silently cutting a handful of vegetables. on the stove was a rather large pot of water, it seemed that it had just been turned on, seeing that it hadn't been boiling yet.

"ah, yumie-san," you caught her attention, walking towards her, "do you need help?"

"oh! that's very sweet of you, l/n-san, but i think i can do this myself, thank you." she gleefully replied, "are you thirsty? would you like a cup of water?"

"no, thank you," you kindly refused,

you made your way to the dining table, which was located not too far from the kitchen. whilst yumie had busied herself with other tasks, she decided to spark a conversation with you, her voice traveling through the small kitchen.

"so, how did you meet, shinsuke, l/n-san?"

"i met him while grocery shopping back in tokyo, i bumped into him again a few days later."

"oh, tokyo? you're from tokyo?"

"yeah, my parents are traveling here for a business trip, my dad made me tag along." you sighed, "i wanted to stay at home, but they convinced me to go either way."

"is that so? how has hyogo been for you? i hope it's nothing bad."

"it's been very nice, actually. kita-sa- ah, shinsuke-kun has been helping me a lot, i'm glad i met him first."

"that's good to hear," she chuckled, taking out a pack of curry blocks from a nearby cupboard. quickly snapping off a small block and placing it in a bowl, she dusted her hands, walking to the space next to you, "can i ask you something, l/n-san?"

you paused, suddenly growing nervous at her words,

'shit, did i fuck up?'

"yes, yumie-san?"

"do you perhaps... think of shinsuke as more than a friend?"

"huh?" you looked at her with wide eyes, "think of him more than a friend?"

"he seems to like you," she returned your gaze with a warm smile, her eyes turning into half-crescent moons. "you know, for the past week, he's been smiling more than usual, he looks happier- not that he's always sad or anything, he almost never is. he's not the type to express his emotions, but lately it's been like he can't seem to hold his feeling in."

"a-ah, really?" you stuttered, thinking of a way to respond- you were beyond flustered.

she walked to the sink, watching the water run as she washed her hands. once again, she spoke, eyes unmoving,

"i'm sure he likes you, l/n-san, quite a lot actually."

"likes me?" you began fidgeting with your thumbs, biting your lip, "i'm not so sure myself, i haven't known him for very long, but i do feel very comfortable with him."

she let out a chuckle, drying off her hands with a nearby cloth. moving to your side, she placed a hand on your shoulder.

"i understand that these types of topics may be confusing, i was quite flustered as well at first." she stated, patting your shoulder, "i'm always open to talk to if you need advice, l/n-san, please come here after shinsuke finishes school if you'd like."

"ah, really? you really mean that?"

"well, i don't see why i wouldn't." she grinned, playfully nudging your side. "i mean it, it wouldn't hurt to have another person in the house."

"thank you, yumie-san, i'll keep that in mind." you sent her a smile to express your gratitude, to which she replied with a pat on your back.

for the rest of your time in the kitchen, the two of you conversed about many topics, soon enough, you began to warm up to her. she'd occasionally crack jokes in the midst of cooking, making you burst into small fits of laughter here and there.

after a long chat, you bid yumie goodbye, strolling back to kita's room.

'yumie-san is such a nice person, kita-san is lucky to have her.'

you unconsciously smiled to yourself at the thought, eyes fixed on the floor. eventually, you found yourself standing in front of kita's door once again. you brushed out the wrinkles on your- or should you say, kita's shirt, sliding the door open.

kita was nowhere to be seen, so you assumed he was still in the bathroom. shutting the door, you sat yourself down on the floor, leaning on the wall opposite of his door. a subtle buzz emitted from your phone, which was still safely kept in your pocket.

upon taking out your phone, a smile crawled onto your face upon seeing your cousin's contact name displayed across the screen.

'this motherfucker,' you snickered, answering the call.

"helloooo, hajime."

"y/n, hey," he breathed out,

"why'd you call me?"

"i didn't get to properly ask you how you were doing, makki and mattsun kept ruining everything." you could sense the sneer on his face when he spoke the last sentence.

"awww, you care about me," you teased, playfully pouting despite knowing he couldn't see it. "i'm doing good, thanks for asking. how's seijoh?"

"the reckless second year just returned, he'll be playing in the spring high tournament."

"ah, kyotani kentaro?"

"bingo,"

"he doesn't get along with the others very well, does he?" you frowned.

"no, not really." he sighed, "he has a pretty hot temper, although i am able to calm him down here and there, it's a bit tiring."

"you were able to calm him down?"

"...yeah?"

"that's my hajime! look at you, keeping your teammates in line and all, you're pretty cool after all, huh?"

"were you underestimating my abilities?"

"no, not at all," you rolled your eyes. "good luck with preparing for the tournament, you've got a lot to take care of."

"yeah, thanks," he chuckled, "i'm pretty excited for the nationals."

"how about the others? the first-years? second-years? how's dealing with the other third-years?"

"well, nothing relatively interesting happened since you left, it's all how it's usually been- well, now with an added hot-tempered teen." he replied, "you're doing good, right?"

"yep, i already told you, idiot."

"shut up, you're lucky i care about you." he groaned,

"yeah, yeah."

"how's kita-san's house doing, though? nothing bad, i hope."

"it's all good, hajime. i was just talking to her earlier, she's a really nice person."

"is he still taking a shower? kita,"

"uh, yeah, he is." you crooked an eyebrow at his question,

"so you didn't join him?" although you were unable to see him, you knew a cheeky smirk was painting his face.

"hajime, i will beat your ass once i come back."

"too bad you're too short to do that."

"dumbass, you're literally one of the shortest people on the team, shut up."

"pfft, alright."

a noise caused you to avert your attention to the door,

kita stood at the door frame, his towel hung on his forearm. his wet hair, which had still been damp with water, was still heavily disheveled, most likely from when he dried his hair with the towel.

"ah, i have to go now, hajime." you quickly spoke into your phone as kita stepped inside, sliding the door shut.

"aw, alright," he replied, "stay safe, y/n, i'll talk to you later, love you,"

"yeah, love you too." you hung up, slipping your phone back into your pocket. your eyes moved back to the boy, who was now walking in your direction.

"who was that?"

"oh, that was just my cousin, i haven't gotten the opportunity to talk to him this week."

"oh," he let out a breath, almost as if it were a sigh of... relief?

he sat down next to you, crossing his legs.

"sorry if i interrupted,"

"n-no, it's alright, i'm sure he also had other things to do."

you turned to face him, seeing that he was already staring at you. your gaze moved to his hair, frowning when you saw his dripping hair.

"your hair is still wet, kita-san," you moved so that you sat across from him, taking the towel that now hung on his shoulder. reaching up to his locks, you began patting his hair dry with the said towel, nose scrunched in displeasure. "you're gonna catch a cold."

your hands gently ruffled his hair, occasionally massaging his scalp with care. whilst your attention was fixed on his hair, shinsuke couldn't help but stare at you with wide eyes, a bright tinge of pink kissing his cheeks.

he examined your face, how your eyebrows furrowed in what he thought was the most adorable way possible.

he continued, his stare then moved to your nose, the spot he kissed you on, to be exact, a subtle tinge of pink painted your skin,

shinsuke's attention eventually averted to your lips, so soft and plump, he wondered what it'd feel like to kiss them for hours on end.

the boy was very aware of how his heart began to speed up; the fierce sensation of butterflies in his stomach made him gulp.

'maybe, just maybe...

i do like you.'

his arms subconsciously wrapped around your waist, slightly bringing you closer than you previously were. your eyes locked with his, only then realizing how close your faces are. kita's face was love-sick, a faint smile plastered on his face whilst he stared.

"k-kita-san," you stuttered, a blush making it's way to your face.

"are you okay with this?"

"a-ah, well, yeah, i don't mind."

"go on, you can continue." he voiced with an assuring nod, one hand moving to rub small circles on your back.

and so you did, hands returning to his light-colored locks, ruffling and fondling them as you did before. kita's hand remained, still rubbing circles on your back as the other one stayed wrapped around your waist.

kita couldn't wipe the subtle grin off of his face, watching your features as they linked with your every move. you'd occasionally lock eyes with him, returning his smile when you did.

"there you go," you placed the towel on his shoulders so that it hung on his neck, running your fingers through his, now, damp, hair to neaten it up. you stared at his hair with a proud smile, softly patting the top of his head.

your attention traveled back to his eyes, the two of you staring at each other in silence. your heart skipped a beat upon seeing the idle smile on his face; something about the way his mouth faintly curled up made your stomach flutter.

'holy shit.'

if you were being honest, it amused you how insanely attractive he was, added to the fact that he had manners, it just made him more charming.

your hand unknowingly cupped his cheek, causing the smile on kita's face to grow larger.

"kita-san,"

"yes?" 

"can you kiss me again?"

his eyes widened at the sudden request, mouth slowly gaping at your request. it was only then you had comprehended what you said, eyes widening as well.

"f-forget what i said! i'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable, that was completely out of line," by now, your face had been buried into the palm of your hands, head shaking in embarrassment.

'y/n, you're a fucking idiot.'

even after a while, the captain remained silent. this, of course, worried you, and the fact that his arms still never left your waist confused you.

one of his hands left your waist, clutching both of yours and lowering them from your face.

he slowly leaned down, placing a feathery kiss on your right cheek, just barely missing your lips; if he had turned his head even the slightest, his lips would've met yours. he planted another one on your left cheek, doing the same.

a soft chuckle emitted from his mouth upon seeing how you silently gawked at him, teasingly scrunching his nose at you.

"do you want another one?" he whispered, his breath tickling your face.

'how the fuck is he asking that with a straight face?

inarizaki kids are a whole different breed.'

"i-i, wh- you- i just, huh?"

he cocked an eyebrow at you, was this dude really asking for a proper answer?

"hm? i won't understand if you don't answer me, l/n-san." he brushed off the hair covering your face, patting your cheek with his index and middle fingers.

"ah, well, sur-"

knock, knock, knock!

you flinched at the sudden intrusion, kita, too, halting his actions. the two of you averted your attention to the door,

"l/n-san, shinsuke, dinner is ready!" yumie's voice spoke from outside,

'...cockblocker.'.,

"...alright, grandma, thank you," shinsuke replied

yumie replied with a subtle hum, walking away. you were able to hear the sound of her footsteps turn smaller as she walked.

"well..." kita turned back to you, seized his arm from your waist, crossing them on his chest.

"well?" you quirked an eyebrow at him,

"i can't stand up if you don't move, l/n-san."

"o-oh! right,"

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silenced overflowed kita's dimly lit room as you laid snugly in a futon, trying your best to fall asleep. because you were so used to falling asleep with akinori, it was difficult to sleep alone. it had been half an hour since you started, but you couldn't seem to doze off.

an irked sigh left your mouth as you sat up, crossing your legs and ruffling your hair.

(a/n: y'all know where this is going c; no it's not smut horny mf)

it didn't go overlooked by kita, who had been quietly studying at his desk. he placed his pen down, crooking his head in your direction.

"are you okay, l/n-san?"

"could be better," you tiredly rubbed the side of your face, "i can't sleep."

"you can't sleep?" he recited, "do you want me to leave? will that make you feel better?"

"no, no, it's hard for me to sleep alone," you explained, "is there another pillow i can borrow?"

"i'm not too sure, let me see" closing the notebook in front of him, he sauntered over to his closet. shortly after, kita pulled out a pillow.

he crouched next to you, handing the pillow, which you gladly accepted, holding the plush close to your chest.

"thank you,"

kita took the chance to take a closer look at you, chuckling at your dishevelled locks.

"of course," he spoke stretching out a hand to fix your hair, "is that all? do you need anything else?"

"no, thank you," you gently shook your head, gaze wandering to the notebook on his desk. "you're not gonna sleep, kita-san?"

"i'll be sleeping soon, i'm almost done." he replied, standing up to make his way back to the desk. "you can go to sleep first,"

"ah, alright." you laid back down against the soft futon. embracing the pillow in your arms, "good night,"

"good night, l/n-san." he returned.

you closed your eyes, making the effort to fall into a deep slumber. however, even despite the pillow's presence caged in your arms, you were unable to sleep. sure, you were drowsy, and in need of rest, but something made it difficult to doze off.

even after a long while of trying, from counting sheep to thinking of a song in your head, you kept tossing and turning, you couldn't seem to sleep.

the sounds of a chair being dragged on the floor reached your ears, followed by footsteps that drew closer, eventually stopping next to you. kita's clothes shuffled as he laid down on the futon that was set next to yours, facing away from you.

the next few moments were followed by silence, before it was broken by the boy.

"are you awake, l/n-san?" you could hear him ask in a hushed voice.

"yes," you whispered back, clutching the pillow closer to your chest.

you could hear more shuffling from behind you, which urged you to turn around, upon doing so, you met eyes with, even in the dark, you were able to see the fatigue in kita's face.

"why aren't you sleeping?" he questions you once more,

"i'm not too sure myself," you sigh, burying your face into the blanket, "i can't seem to sleep."

another silence washed over the two of you, but it wasn't awkward, instead, you were pleased with the current environment.

"l/n-san," kita softly calls out to you,

"hm?" you free your head from the blanket upon feeling his warm hands take ahold of your own, playing with your fingers, keeping your hand engulfed in both of his.

"can i hug you?"

"eh?"

"can i hug you?" he recited his question, 

"hug?" you paused, looking at your interlaced hands. "s-sure?"

"are you sure?" he asked for reconfirmation, tightening his grasp on your hand, but not to a point where it'd hurt, "are you sure that you're fine with this?"

"yes, kita-san." you locked eyes with him, speaking again, this time more certain, "i'm sure."

he laid in brief silence before stretching his arms out to you, inviting you into a warm embrace,

"come here," he whispered,

you did as he said, tiredly binding your arms around his neck and leaning your head next to his. kita returned your embrace, arms fondly hugging your waist; he repositioned you so that you were laying in between his legs.

"is this okay?" he asked, you answered with a curt nod, moving your hands to fiddle with the ends of his hair. the boy tightened his arms around your waist, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

the two of you cozily laid in silence, the warmth of his arms affectionately enveloping you making you relax further into him. a satisfied exhale left your lips when he began running his hands up and down your back, trailing your spine with his fingers.

"l/n-san," kita whispers, breaking the silence once again, 

"hm?"

"do you still want another kiss?"

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extended ending

knock, knock, knock!

"akinori, you've been in there for quite a while, is everything okay?"

"i-i'm alright! everything's fine, i just... i'm not feeling very well, mom."

"ah, alright then, i'll be in my room if you need me."

"y-yeah, thanks." he leaned on the door of his bathroom, letting out a heavy sigh once his mother was no longer present.

"f-fuck," konoha whispered to himself with tear-stained cheeks, fear-filled eyes staring at the bloody flower petals scattered in his sink. akinori's hands painfully clutched onto his chest, his gaze landing on the mirror in front of him. he winced at the sight of blood trickling down the corner of his mouth. "what am i gonna do?"

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