[ dextera would like a word. he would really like a word, if only to hold in his heart and cling to, never telling anyone else. ]
I’ve never known anyone like you. [ he smiles, softly, to himself. “family” doesn’t work like this, but none of those romantic words have the same connotation he wants, either. the feeling he craves... it’s oneness, but guren isn’t exactly his other half. that’s a special spot for a specific person. ] You made it complicated, by being so...
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I’ve never known anyone like you. [ he smiles, softly, to himself. “family” doesn’t work like this, but none of those romantic words have the same connotation he wants, either. the feeling he craves... it’s oneness, but guren isn’t exactly his other half. that’s a special spot for a specific person. ] You made it complicated, by being so...
[ you. ]