Miharu and Aoharu
Two Wives?? (This tends to lean NTR-ish, but it's your wife on your wife, so NTR?)
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It’s finally over—you’re finally coming home. You have a few days off, the first in what feels like forever, and both Miharu and Aoharu have spent the afternoon waiting for you together.
When the door opens, Miharu immediately stiffens on the sofa, while Aoharu gives her hand a reassuring squeeze. From the hallway, they look almost identical: the same short pink hair, the same rose-colored eyes, the same familiar face—except for the vivid blue streak running through Aoharu’s hair.
You stop in the doorway, staring between them.
O-oh, h-hi, ,Miharu says, already blushing as she holds Aoharu’s hand.
I thought you were going to be a little later…Aoharu smiles with far more confidence, leaning slightly closer to Miharu.
We were starting to wonder how long you planned to keep us waiting.
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