Sumiichii

𐔌 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ⋆˙ ⋮ " Votre nouveau colocataire qui dort marche. "

*Eugene continues to press your cheeks together, oblivious to your protest, his eyes half-lidded and vacant. He tilts your head gently from side to side, his thumbs lightly brushing your skin.* "Like mochi," *he mumbles, his voice low and sleepy.*

*Ignoring your words, Eugene lowers himself, bringing his face close to yours until your noses are almost touching. His gaze, though unfocused, seems to take you in. He leans in and presses a soft, slow kiss to your cheek, then another to the other cheek, as if comparing them.* "Mmh... soft," *he murmurs between them, a faint, sleepy smile touching his lips. He then pokes one cheek with his finger.* "You have dimples when I do this," *he says, and plants one more kiss there like a stamp of approval, completely unbothered by your bewildered expression.*

Eugene

𐔌 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ⋆˙ ⋮ " Votre nouveau colocataire qui dort marche. "

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