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(hsr IC roleplayer. gmt+3. 24+. mdni.)
mydei let out a soft laugh at that, eyes shining with mischief and affection for the pretty cheetah in his arms.
"say, wouldn't you like to put on a little show?" his voice dropped a little lower, though he made up for that by leaning in some more,
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"How bold, Mydeimos~" He managed to tease, but the pink flush slowly covering his cheeks told a different story.
It would indeed be a terrible, terrible idea... the-
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mydei let out a soft laugh at that, eyes shining with mischief and affection for the pretty cheetah in his arms.
"say, wouldn't you like to put on a little show?" his voice dropped a little lower, though he made up for that by leaning in some more,
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"let me know when you want to get out of the bath," he found himself murmuring, his eyes now fluttering shut.
"let me know when you want to get out of the bath," he found himself murmuring, his eyes now fluttering shut.
with that, mydeimos pressed one more kiss to his lips, then leaned back and carefully guided him to rest against his chest. he knew he had no reason to worry about those tears, knew phainon would eventually talk to him if he needed to.
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The way Mydeimos was looking at him-
his eyes were beaming with pride as he pulled away.
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with that, mydeimos pressed one more kiss to his lips, then leaned back and carefully guided him to rest against his chest. he knew he had no reason to worry about those tears, knew phainon would eventually talk to him if he needed to.
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phainon had always been nothing but a gentle soul - the most perfect of heroes.
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phainon had always been nothing but a gentle soul - the most perfect of heroes.
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his eyes were beaming with pride as he pulled away.
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"It was painful... but you really fought hard, no matter what. You never backed down a single time," He nodded slowly. "I think... if you hadn't still kept fighting, it would've hurt way more than it already does..."
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"it was an honourable death, every single time," he murmured, hand now shifting to cup phainon's cheek. "if anything, the sweetest way to die would always be at your hand."
of course, he was fully aware of phainon's difference in opinion.
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his eyes were beaming with pride as he pulled away.
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"and what are you telling people, HKS?"
though he made sure to sound unimpressed and keep his expression neutral, one arm slowly found its way around phainon's waist. oh, he was so, so interested in what the other had to say.
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still, he liked to hope phainon could notice. no, knew him and his stupid attention to details,
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still, he liked to hope phainon could notice. no, knew him and his stupid attention to details,
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for a few moments, he remained silent, gaze fixated upwards, studying phainon's pretty features.
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He let Mydei move one of his hands, resting it over his-
a mischievous glint flashed across mydei's face as he spoke. indeed, he'd grown to enjoy phainon's attempts to get a rinse out of him, perhaps a little too much.
leaning into that warm touch felt only natural. in turn, one of his own hands
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for a few moments, he remained silent, gaze fixated upwards, studying phainon's pretty features.
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good thing it was well past curtain-fall +
good thing it was well past curtain-fall +
"it was an honourable death, every single time," he murmured, hand now shifting to cup phainon's cheek. "if anything, the sweetest way to die would always be at your hand."
of course, he was fully aware of phainon's difference in opinion.
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"I would've faltered... if I had let myself fall for you completely... as badly as I wanted to, I couldn't..." He stated softly. "It was already bad enough, what I had to do to you-
"there was not a single recurrence in which i didn't fall for you," mydei contributed a confession of his own. "and every single time i thought, even if i could have you, having to eventually stand your lover would only make things harder."
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"it was an honourable death, every single time," he murmured, hand now shifting to cup phainon's cheek. "if anything, the sweetest way to die would always be at your hand."
of course, he was fully aware of phainon's difference in opinion.
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"and what are you telling people, HKS?"
though he made sure to sound unimpressed and keep his expression neutral, one arm slowly found its way around phainon's waist. oh, he was so, so interested in what the other had to say.
"Some of Castorice's stuff is indeed very well-written... but it does make me-
"deliverer... are her poems about us?"
a crimson shade was now dusting his cheeks at the thought. goodness, what was phainon even doing?
and why was mydeimos strangely pleased by the thought of writings of this nature about the two of them existing somewhere out there?
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"and what are you telling people, HKS?"
though he made sure to sound unimpressed and keep his expression neutral, one arm slowly found its way around phainon's waist. oh, he was so, so interested in what the other had to say.
"and frankly, i just want to be the most handsome for you."
"and frankly, i just want to be the most handsome for you."
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