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𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: mentions of injury, mentions of sex, kissing

𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: Kazi Kazmierczak x gender neutral reader

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: Kazi finds you after an assignment disappointed in yourself but once he sees you are hurt he takes you back to the apartment which results in a make out session

𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨: dude I’m so bad at writing summaries. Anyways there is a lack of Kazi fics on the internet

𝙄 𝘿𝙊 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙊𝙒𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝙔 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙄 𝙒𝙍𝙄𝙏𝙀 𝘼𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙏

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You paced around in a dimly lit room. The only thing that could be heard was your footsteps and the sound of cars driving past outside. You opened and closed your fists trying to contain your emotions. Anger, disappointment, sadness. You heard the door open and you snapped your head to look who was walking in in fear that it would be Maya. But no, it was Kazi. His curls were a mess and he had a look of worry on his face. You untensed your shoulders and relaxed. Kazi was quick to walk over to you. He scanned your face trying to search for what was wrong. Before he could ask you spoke up.

“I had him right there! I had him right in my hands then I just stopped. I let him get away.” You sat down, bouncing your leg up and down trying to rid the nerves.

“Hey, hey, listen to me. There will be other chances to get him.” Kazi reassured you.

“But Maya,” You started.

“Who cares what Maya thinks? There will be other chances.”

Kazi walked closer to you. He put his hand under your chin to lift it up so you could look at him. His eyes scanned over your face, settling on the cut above your brow. His thumb grazed over it.

“Lets go back to the apartment and get that cleaned up.”

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When you walked into the apartment Kazi immediately told you to go sit on the kitchen counter. He went over to one of the drawers and pulled out the first aid kit. You jumped up onto the counter and waited as he washed his hands. He came over and stood in between both of your legs.

“This is gonna sting a bit.” Kazi warned you as he opened an alcohol wipe.

He wiped it against the cut and its surroundings, cleaning the blood. You inhaled a breath between your teeth.

“Sorry, sorry.” He apologized instantly.

As he put the butterfly closure on the cut you stared at his hands. They were so delicate and gentle as he helped you. He had finished taking care of the wound but his hand stayed on your face. Your eyes traveled to his eyes. Kazi’s eyes flicked down to your lips before returning back to your eyes. You gave him a nod telling him that it was ok. He leaned in closer and your lips connected. You lifted your hand and put it behind his neck and wrapped your legs around his torso, pulling him closer. Your lips molded together with his. Kazi took his free hand and placed it on your waist before sliding the hand on your face down to your waist. The kiss deepened and his fingers pressed into your side. You let out a small whimper into his mouth. All you could feel was butterflies in your stomach. You forgot about earlier and you forgot about your job. The only thing you focused on was how good his lips felt against yours. You moved one of your hands from the back of his neck to his chest. You slowly pulled away, gasping for air. You could feel his chest move up and down with his heavy breathing. You put your forehead on his and smiled.

“I’m so glad it’s just us sharing this apartment.” Kazi returned the smile.