Still meaning the world to me.
"I also still remember how I would always go after him with a rag mopping the floor and spraying him with a sweet-smelling vaporizer, because… damn! Continuation of the fic "Means the world to me." Murasakibara x Himuro.
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Fã de cultura japonesa em geral, gosta de ouvir musica, dormir e comer doce. Amante incondicional de Yaoi/BL e tem a mente tão...
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