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#kabukimono fliff
mitsvriii · 11 months
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Puppet Strings
TW’s: none, just fluff
Word Count: 230+
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You ran a hand over his own, tracing at the ridges were his fingers were connected to well, his fingers. The only evidence that one could tell that he wasn’t human. You sighed as you moved your hand to his face, resting it on his cheek.
He shifted when you did so, brows furrowing. You gently ran a finger down his cheek, a little movement that you did to get him calm. It seemed to work as his face relaxed again and he smiled just enough for you to see it in his sleep.
You tucked a stray piece of hair behind his ear as you looked at him lovingly. If someone were to tell you that Wanderer would’ve softened at your touch a year ago, you would’ve bursted out laughing.
But here you were now, caressing his face while he slept. Normally he would’ve latched onto you while you both slept, but as much as he would deny it he wanted to give you space. No matter how many times you told him it didn’t matter, he just didn’t believe you.
You shifted closer to him, draping an arm over his side, a silent message that you weren’t leaving him. He responded by subconsciously reaching out and grabbing onto your arm, a noise of contentment leaving him.
He had puppet strings once. But when you came along, it seemed as if you had….
Cut them.
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