[ For a moment he's not here, in this awful place which reminded him too much of Cryoblood, but he's back in the meadows of Flowerful. Back where he was happy and whole and he had a purpose besides living for the sole purpose of killing someone else. The laughter is different sure, but that doesn't matter. He likes the sound just as much, maybe more even.
He doesn't know what he's doing, and every thought in his head is telling him he shouldn't have let it get this far. But he feels warm inside, and even though it's entirely selfish, it's much too late to turn back. For now he just wants to hold onto this feeling for as long as he can.
It's as he snaps back to the present that he hears that phrase, it's one he's heard before actually. But it sounds so different now, it feels so different. He doesn't know how to respond, doesn't even know if he could get out a word if he tried. So instead of trying to say anything, he just closes his eyes and leans against the other man's forehead, a faint blush on his cheeks.]
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Date: 2017-02-22 05:19 am (UTC)He doesn't know what he's doing, and every thought in his head is telling him he shouldn't have let it get this far. But he feels warm inside, and even though it's entirely selfish, it's much too late to turn back. For now he just wants to hold onto this feeling for as long as he can.
It's as he snaps back to the present that he hears that phrase, it's one he's heard before actually. But it sounds so different now, it feels so different. He doesn't know how to respond, doesn't even know if he could get out a word if he tried. So instead of trying to say anything, he just closes his eyes and leans against the other man's forehead, a faint blush on his cheeks.]
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