#hongo masamune
[He presses his thumb into Masamune’s cheek, “I was counting on you to have the experience.”]
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we are a supernova that won’t burn out
Character(s):Furuya Satoru, Hongou Masamune
Word Count:600
Ratings/Warnings: T(?); warnings for terrible writing, awkward teenagers
Dedication:@b-okutos (please don’t be disappointed, Aiko!!)
Notes: this is an outtake from my earlier (just as terrible) furuhon fic!! i, ah, didn’t intend to post it because a) i am really bad at writing intimacy and b) i am really bad at writing intimacy - however!! i decided to take the plunge because 1) this is a tiny ship and 2) no-one will probably ever see this anyway a h a h aplease understand there is a reason this is an outtake
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Masamune fixes dark, penetrating eyes on Satoru’s face. Satoru finds he can’t look away, caught like a fly in a spider’s web. Not for the first time, he remembers how cold can burn. “I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me?”
