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Obi knew that it wasn’t meant to be. His attraction towards his master and the redhead could not only get him beheaded, but could also result in losing the trust of both of them. And yes, their trust is definitely more important to him than his life.
Yet, whatever he knew wasn’t right apparently.
“Aren’t you coming in?” he heard the silver-haired prince ask, sleepily as he opened his arms wide, as if to welcome him.
Smiling, Obi removed his shirt before diving into the bed.
“I’m back.”
“Welcome home,” Shirayuki murmured, snuggling between them as she fell back asleep.