[Yami no Matsuei] (PG)
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mtxref_ficAuthor's Note: Written for fuda_100's "out of reach". Mild Terazuma/Wakaba.
Terazuma kept Wakaba outside arms' reach, much as he rather not. Damn this shikigami that had merged with him, keeping him from having a normal life. He could tell Wakaba wanted to move beyond friends, wanted him as her sweetheart. But they'd both have to keep their hands to themselves, or else he'd change into that afghan hound from hell, requiring her to slap him with an ofuda to revert him to his handsome self.
He deal with that, to keep her safe and himself sane.
Then she knitted him a pair of gloves: talk about 'no glove, no love'.
fuda_100's "out of reach". Mild Terazuma/Wakaba.Terazuma kept Wakaba outside arms' reach, much as he rather not. Damn this shikigami that had merged with him, keeping him from having a normal life. He could tell Wakaba wanted to move beyond friends, wanted him as her sweetheart. But they'd both have to keep their hands to themselves, or else he'd change into that afghan hound from hell, requiring her to slap him with an ofuda to revert him to his handsome self.
He deal with that, to keep her safe and himself sane.
Then she knitted him a pair of gloves: talk about 'no glove, no love'.
