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Sakura was finally getting used to the idea of Endou picking him up when he found a bag at his feet. Endou, to his horror, told him to open it.
A gift?
He didn’t do gifts.
This wasn’t part of the deal.
But inside was a new pair of shoes.
In Bofurin colors.
He looked at him, confused, but Endou was watching the road.
“Let me know if they don’t fit,” he said before turning to flash a smile. “And remember who to think about when you break them in.”
Sakura didn’t do charity, but this…
This was anything but.