“Hey, Minezawa,” Koike interrupted him, turning his head from the pillow so he could be heard. “You’re pretty bad at this, huh?”
Izuru pulled his hands away, resting them on his lap as he hung his head.
“I’ve never done it before.”
Of course, he hadn’t; it wasn’t like he had anyone to massage before!
Koike sat back up, bending back an extra bit to try and crack his back a little more. His muscles still felt so stiff; it wasn’t fair!
“You saw someone else do it, huh?” Koike asked. Either it had been on one of those TV shows Izuru watched or-
Koike’s mind flashed to a specific folder on his computer.
No way. Izuru had his own profile.
But he’d bought physical copies of some of those, hadn’t he.
Would Izuru really have watched those while looking for something to keep him occupied? He had been working his way through the DVDs in the house, and he rarely said which ones he’d watched unless Koike asked.
14. Another stranger so
#いづいけ treat for me 💖 eng speaking #izuIke fandom is non-existent so I wouldn't get to post them otherwise
The idea of their domestic life is so fun to me cause Koike is such a disaster
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#caligula #theCaligulaEffect