[Kida had intended on just dropping Mikado off on the bed, but those fingers on his arm stopped him. He knelt on the bed next to Mikado, staring down at his sleeping friend. He brushed some hair out of Mikado's face, but his attention shifted down to Mikado's stomach. His shirt was hiked up just a little, showing some skin right above Mikado's pants. Kida let his fingers trail down there, lingering on Mikado's skin before slowly pushing the shirt up in an attempt to take it off of his friend.]
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