Hello Kitty Love hotel

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Minpha broke out into a shy, giddy smile and hastily brought up one small hand to hide his outburst of emotion. He was fidgeting, his other hand wrapped around himself as if to stop him from shaking. The head of 'The Black Hand' kept his head low, unwilling to show the driver the complex array of emotions currently flashing across his face. He remained that way until they arrived. The car had barely stopped, even the engine was still on, when Minpha ripped open the door and practically stumbled out onto the street. He was dressed as usual, yet his usual calm, somewhat ty aura was all gone. Instead a shining teen stood there, brimming with excitement. He stood in front of the arrival point of outsiders, clutching at the fabric of his kimono till his knuckles turned white. Minpha was gnawing on his lower lip, his gaze darting across the plaza wildly, in search of.. someone. Just then, a figure emerged from the gate - tall... dark... handsome... familiar. The cross-dresser let out a sob, his legs growing weak as tears began to stream down his cheeks. His driver managed to stabiliz e him in time, but the next moment his boss had ripped himself free. Minpha's heart was pounding in his chest, so fast it hurt. He was out of breath, almost hyperventilating, and once again his legs threatened to give in. "Hiro-chan.. Hiro-chan... Hiro-chan..." The teen who prided himself with self-control, had completely lost himself. He wanted to run towards the approaching male, hug him, kiss him, tell him he loved him... But he was scared. It had been so long. So much had changed. Maybe Hiro-chan didn't like him anymore? ...All it took was a smile from the man, and Minpha had broken out into a sprint. Hiro-chan stopped and opened his arms, welcoming him, who threw himself into the man's embrace. "Hiro-chan... Hiro-chan... Hiro-chan" The pink-haired cross-dresser clung to his lover desperately, sobbing his name, wailing, with no concern for anyone around them. "Hiro-chan... Hiro-chan... Hiro-chan" The man simply smiled and pressed a kiss against his lover's forehead. The trembling in his small body slowly ebbed down. Hiro-chan kept whispering soothing words, holding him tight and gave him all the time he needed to gather himself. Minpha, whimpering and sobbing, was the happiest he had been in years.

To be continued.