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             ❝ You don’t really want another pet name, do you? ❞ Seiya’s arms wasted no more time. They wrapped each other tightly around the Dragon’s form, and daring to place a soft hand to the other’s cheek, perfect tan against milk white, the Pegasus Saint allowed himself to use a minute or two merely stare into his boyfriend’s deep green hues. Lovers’ language, couldn’t give an exact and poetic comparison to say what those eyes of Shiryu were like. No image came to Seiya’s mind that doesn’t offend against the rules of good style, to say what they were and what they did to him. Undertow eyes? Why not? Undertow. That’s the notion that the new expression put in his head. They held some kind of mysterious, active fluid, a force that dragged one in, like the undertow of a wave retreating from the shore on stormy days. 

        So as not to be dragged in, he held onto anything around them, his ears, his arms, his hair spread about his shoulders; but as soon as he returned to the pupils of his eyes again, the wave emerging from them grew towards him, deep and dark, threatening to envelop him, draw him in and swallow him up.  And fearlessly, Seiya could lose himself in those eyes for a lifetime! 

           ❝ I promise I won’t call you ‘duckie’ again. But I ain’t giving up on angel! ❞ The brunet warned the other with a melodious chuckle, a mischievous thumb caressing the apple of Shiryu’s cheek, what a joy to finally have his full attention!
           
                           ❝ But hey! Don’t you ever get tired of studying so much? ❞

              ❖││✘ＲＩＳＩＮＧ ＤＲＡＧＯＮ✘││❖

                                                                                  ^{❛ Oh god please spare me ANOTHER ONE. I’m starting to forget my own name. ❜ LIGHTHEARTED JOKES between the two of them always managed to take the blinders off of his eyes. To be} NEGLECTFUL ^{was never his intent. However, once he began something (no matter what it was) it was rather} DIFFICULT ^{to pull him away from it. Whether it be his nose in the books, or dominating a lane in League (Seiya had to PROMISE to not let anyone else know he played–having a silver ranking is not his proudest moment; it just showed how much he played & how good he was), being able to advert the dragon’s attention} ELSEWHERE ^{was quite the task.}

                                                                              ^{& Yet, it was EASY for the pegasus saint. A hand placed itself upon his cheek; his face instinctively cradling into it as their eyes found each other. Eyes told the} ENTIRE ^{story, whether we wanted them to or not our} WOES, ^our PASSIONS, ^our DESIRES ^{& our} INTENT ^{can be seen through the scope of the human eye. Whenever Seiya locked eyes with him, Shiryu felt} EXPOSED & VULNERABLE. ^{But–it was good; it was inviting. It didn’t} DIMINISH ^{his own masculinity; it never dared to make him feel anything less than} WANTED.

                                                                          ^{There a} PLAYFUL ^{eye roll. ❛ You give me one} EVERY WEEK ^{on average & when I make a face, you retract it. ❜ Quiet were his lips against Seiya’s forehead. ❛ But I’ll take ANGEL any day. It sound heavenly coming from you. ❜ His kiss soon turned into that of a} NUZZLE; ^{their noses brushing against one another. ❛ Seiya, is that your way of saying you MISS my company? ❜ Peculiar to miss someone who was} USUALLY ^{there. But–endearing all the same.}