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Akira flinched when Josh took a hold of his hand all of a sudden and pulled him towards tables. Hearing the question he just nodded, rubbing his eyes.
"I-I'm fine", he said, his voice trembling a bit just like he himself.
That was just another thing that changed. Who would ask him if he was okay in the past? No one never did that. No one cared. And now.. Akira started to sob almost inaudibly, covering his face with his slim, pale hands.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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