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Mikoto looks emptilly into the worn mirror and observes himself. Mikoto crying. Mikoto sighs emptily and Fuuta cames in worrying about why Mikoto upset in the toilet.
“I heard you crying baby.” Mikoto panic and say “No. I was just chilling…” “Darling i care about you. I heard you in there crying, so please what is wrong.” “I-it is not thing” “Please tell or i will cry too.” Mikoto patted fuutas head and says “okay you will be told by me” Fuuta hug Mikoto and cries too. Mikoto kissed Fuuta and he says he loves him and mikoto say “fuuta im crying because in art class i was supposed to draw the child in the seat besides me and i drew him and he found it really ugly and and he got angry at me and the boy is very popular and after class i got bullied by his gang of popular roadman friends and i got beated up in the toilets and i was pushed face first into a toilet i am in a very very so bad mood rn. Fuuta, please help.” fuuta started crying even more too.
“Mikoto baby. all will be fine because i am here for you. Ignore all the bully because they are bad and rude and immature. You have a unique art style. The boy was too idiot to realise the concept of your artworks.” They crode together. And Mikoto happy he have very nice and kind hubby.