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Sakura-Angel: Yuuto drabble! Yuuto is a pretty cool guy in my books, and I decided he needed some love. Maybe I made him too serious sounding? Criticisms and not criticisms are appreciated.

My coffee is cold. I take a sip, lick my lips, and place the cup back on its tippy saucer.

Yes, I drink my coffee cold. I take everything cold, because even the slightest bit of heat burns me.

And that is why I have to put you out. You are mine. You, with your wavy hair and thin fingers, summoning flames to lick at the air. Close, too close.

Fire, to me, has always been a thing to hate. It destroys, mangles, leaves things charred and ruined. There is no good to be found in fire. I have always thought this.

So when you arrived that day with red-orange in your hands and flashing in your eyes, I was disgusted. But not with you, you with your red lips and nimble steps. I was disgusted with myself because I thought it beautiful.

I thought that you were beautiful.