[ Okay. Okay, she's got this. Naoki is just moving in closer because he's had a rough night, she's a good friend he trusts, and it's not like they haven't hugged or been this close before. This is just like any situation with any other friend who needed some good old-fashioned closeness.
Except any other friend wasn't this hot and tattooed and shirtless and emotionally vulnerable at times in a way that kicked her in the chest (well, maybe there were a few of those) and this isn't working.
She'll care later. For now, Yang's tired, Naoki's close, and she sighs under her breath, her hair brushing against his cheek as she nestles closer. ]
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Except any other friend wasn't this hot and tattooed and shirtless and emotionally vulnerable at times in a way that kicked her in the chest (well, maybe there were a few of those) and this isn't working.
She'll care later. For now, Yang's tired, Naoki's close, and she sighs under her breath, her hair brushing against his cheek as she nestles closer. ]
Tonight's a freebie. One hour.