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12 Hours 'till Romance "Come on, Kari Kari." Jun whined, tugging lightly on the sleeve of Hikari's coat. "Pretty please with sugar cubes on top? I know you love those."12 Hours 'till Romance by Masqurade-Chan
"We are adults now. It's weird for a girl and a guy to have a sleepover." she evenly retorted, smacking away his hands repeatedly. "Besides, didn't I tell you last time that this wasn't going to happen anymore?"
"But that was last year though!"
"Does the amount of time that passes between our sleepovers really matter?" Hikari grumbled under her breath. She hoped the statement would have fazed Jun, however, he didn't miss a beat.
"Of course. The longer the time gap, the better the answer you give me."
Not believing what she was hearing, Hikari began angrily, "Is that seriously how you think I work? Go ask Kouki if you're so desperate for a sleeping buddy."
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Rivals x the Reader1. SilverRivals x the Reader by Masqurade-Chan
Much to your shock, Silver roughly pushed passed you and made his way into the cave. Well, maybe not that much of a shock. More like the shock came from the absence of your hotheaded, rude rival not nagging you for a rematch.
With that thought in mind, you followed after the redhead. “Silver! Wait!”
As usual, he completely ignored you and continued stomping his way through the twisty path of the cave. You soon became irritated and decided to be a little devious. Gripping his wrist and yanked him towards you with unbelievable force.
You knew he was shocked, because the minute he looked at you, his silver eyes were as wide as saucers. Taking full advantage of this, you leaned forward and pressed your lips against his. It didn’t last long though. You pulled away almost instantly and winked at the now blushing Silver.
The Last Egg Black didn’t know what it was about holidays that got White so riled up. Even describing her behavior as such should be considered an understatement. He had witnessed the brunette’s passionate attitude every year for the last twenty years of their lives. Although some have asked how he could put up with her odd obsessions, Black would just smile and shrug his shoulders as if he didn’t know the full answer to that question himself.The Last Egg by Masqurade-Chan
Running a hand through his brown hair, Black stared blankly at the blue plastic egg on the dining table. It had a tiny, white bow attached to the top and a letter neatly tucked underneath it. Reaching a hand out, Black gently slid the letter out from under the egg and began to read, what was known to be, White’s signature messy handwriting.
Morning sleepyhead! I hope your morning was peaceful and wonderful. I see that