Even if we're apart, I won't forget about you.

(A/N: Okay, so this is definitely not originally from me… I mean, I actually did come up with the thought in my mind before I read it, but this idea was posted on here before. If anyone can give you the credit of who originally did, I’d be more than happy to credit them!

Like last time, the rating is PG. Only angst and fluff. And again, SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 9 OF LLS. 

You’ll find this extremely similar to the KananMari scene rewrite I posted earlier, but a twist in the end. It’s also little longer than last time. If you’d like to read the rewrite I posted earlier, simply click here. Thanks to everyone supporting me!)

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•.¸¸.ஐ ▫ Created  By: || ☆水利硝▫@syou_syan☆  ☆ ◇ respective credits to the creator☆▫ ஐ..•

chibi NanaAinya <3 <3 (part 3) ft KanaMari

Fandom: Love Live! Sunshine!! Pairing: KanaMari (otherwise known as calamari) Words: 1657 Summary:  In which Mari comforts Kanan after a bad dream. Links: FF is here! AO3 is here!

Mari loved how warm Kanan was. Whether it be on the coldest night in the dead of winter or in the middle of the bone-chilling waters of the ocean, Mari was able to feel the faintest aura of warmth that would creep her skin and permeate her soul with a comforting heat, leaving the fuzzy residues of love in her chest.

Mari loved how strong Kanan was. Whether it be hefting oxygen tanks to and fro or in the middle of Aqours practice, Mari could see her muscles tense and relax, and Mari would always wonder how someone so powerful could be so graceful.

Mari loved how sweet Kanan was. Whether it be supporting the others through words of encouragement or in the middle of a night of passion, Mari could see the love shining in her brilliant purple eyes, and Mari would always wonder how someone like her could somehow turn cold in an instant.

The sound of sheets rustling disturbed Mari’s thoughts. She looked over her shoulder, only to see Kanan scooting closer to tuck her knees behind Mari’s, in a sort of question-mark formation. A strong, yet gentle arm snaked underneath Mari’s arm to wrap around her middle, and Mari felt herself being pulled closer to an overwhelming source of warmth. Mari sighed contently, taking in Kanan’s scent—the strange mix of mikan and the ocean was always a comforting one. She melted into Kanan’s one-arm embrace, a small smile creeping onto her face.

Mari loved it when Kanan spooned her.

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