[ dextera seems shy, with guren that close, but there’s a strange bravery in his chest when he meets guren’s eyes for a reason that isn’t just checking the color. he knows guren’s eyes well. he doesn’t need to look, but he wants to. ]
Purple. [ this is mouthed, his breath ghosting across guren’s lips. ] ...sunset.
[ like the archangel’s eyes are the color the apocalyptic sky, guren’s... ]
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[ dextera seems shy, with guren that close, but there’s a strange bravery in his chest when he meets guren’s eyes for a reason that isn’t just checking the color. he knows guren’s eyes well. he doesn’t need to look, but he wants to. ]
Purple. [ this is mouthed, his breath ghosting across guren’s lips. ] ...sunset.
[ like the archangel’s eyes are the color the apocalyptic sky, guren’s... ]