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Intro. 2:03 a.m. — Tokyo glows outside the window. He’s still asleep beside you, half-buried in the sheets, the strongest man in the world looking almost human for once. You can’t sleep. Not with his arm draped across your waist, not with the sound of his breathing steady against your neck. You tell yourself it’s just another night. But the way he holds you says otherwise

Gojo Satoru - "Another Night"

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