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Ishimaru x ReaderYou were in the kitchen, looking for something to eat. You've been so busy suspecting everyone of being a killer that you completely forgot to eat lunch. While you were raiding the fridge, you heard someone come in. You looked up to see a flushed Ishimaru.
"Hey Ishimaru! What's up?" you casually questioned while getting (F/D) out of the fridge and placing it on the counter. When you looked back at the red eyed boy, you saw that he was awkwardly leaning on the tide of the counter, cheek in his palm and his face almost the same shade as his eyes. You tilted your head when he started to quietly stutter.
Suddenly, he locked his eyes with yours and gave you a charming smile. "I forgot my library card, but can I check you out?" he said coyly and gave you a wink. You blushed heavily and just as you went to reply he got sweaty and had this terrified look on his face. "I-I would never actually forget my library card! It's on me at all times! I'm sorry for lying I'm such a horrible person I'm so
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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