[ h... ug?? well, he's not used to those. so he's a little at a loss as to what he should do—but ah, fuck it. he returns it lightly, brushing Ren's hair back with a hand while he presses a kiss against his forehead. there's no real reason for his doing that. impulse. just felt like it.]
You don't gotta thank me for that.
[ you do you, bro. fuck other people. as long as he doesn't have to choose between absorbent tampons and super absorbent tampons, he doesn't care. ]
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You don't gotta thank me for that.
[ you do you, bro. fuck other people. as long as he doesn't have to choose between absorbent tampons and super absorbent tampons, he doesn't care. ]