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Ohba for Cally 8D
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“Leader,” Aiba giggled, “your floor is freezing!”
Ohno mumbled something into the cushions of the couch.
“Seriously,” Aiba breathed, reluctantly setting a foot down from where he was seated on the counter. He recoiled with a breathy laugh. “Leader!”
Ohno raised his head enough to free his face from the pillow. “Socks.”
“I forgot,” Aiba defended, “I was busy thinking.”
The couch snorted.
“I mean it! Hey, you could carry me to the couch!”
Ohno almost sat up at that, frowning, and Aiba giggled again.
“Just because you’re wearing socks and I’m not.”
It didn’t seem like Ohno was the least impressed with Aiba’s reasoning, but he did get up. And then headed for the bedroom.
“Where- oh, thank you~!” He deftly caught the socks Ohno threw at him. It didn’t matter that they were Ohno’s and definitely not Aiba’s size, but they were soft and woolen and Ohno’s.
He padded over the floor, still exaggerating the coldness and hearing Ohno’s chuckle, it was definitely worth it.
“You owe me some new socks,” Ohno said when Aiba’s arms slid around him. “I bet you’ve stretched these.”
“You love my feet,” Aiba returned, completely confident in that fact. Ohno had said so before.
“As long as they aren’t stretching my socks,” Ohno agreed.
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