Kamimatsu runs over to shadow holding a black rectangle box. He looks like he got in a bad fight. “Hey again!”

thirstdragon:

thirstdragon:

“Um… hi,” they looked him over, tilting their head to the side. What the hell happened to him? Did he get beaten up by his brothers or something?

“… Watcha got there?”

“Oh, uh… if you say s–” the arms around them caught them off guard, causing the dragon to flinch. They squirmed awkwardly, looking around in red faced confusion.

“What is this for?” they whined, “what’d I do?”

He said nothing, just pressing his cheek against their shirt.
It smelt nice.
“You’re a really good friend to me. I cannot express my gratitude through words.” he let go.

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