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Yamaguchi forced himself to swallow, clearing his parched throat as he tried to regain his composure.
“Hey... ah... um... do you need anything?” he stammered, his fingers nervously twisting the hem of his knitted sweater. “Are you hungry? I’m Yamaguchi Tada—”
“Tadashi. Yamaguchi Tadashi.” Kei’s voice interrupted him. It was a low, gravelly morning rasp that sent an involuntary shiver down Yamaguchi’s spine. “Of course I know who you are. You’re the only one in this house who’s forgotten anything.”
The remark felt like a slap—cold, sharp, and strangely offensive. Yamaguchi felt a flush of heat rise to his cheeks, but he pushed the feeling down. He reminded himself that he was the host, and this was a man who had clearly been through an ordeal.
“Right. Of course,” Yamaguchi said, trying to maintain a polite smile. “I mean... you know me. And I know you... or, at least, I used to know you. Before the accident. Um—”
“You’ve grown beautiful.”
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- Part 2 of ↳ yamaguchi-centered fics 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔