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Madara smiles, warm and wide. Viridian eyes seem to shine, the city lights reflected in them as he leans on the banister of the balcony. Leo could write a million songs, but nothing could ever capture or perfectly reproduce the flutter in his chest he gets when Madara looks at him.
"It's a great view, isn't it?" Madara asks when he hears Leo's footsteps, sparing a glance towards him. Leo nods, moving so he can rest his head against Madara's shoulder. The sounds of passing cars below echoes softly in his ears. It combines with the faint, consistent beating of Madara's heart that he can ever-so-barely hear though the thick sweater the taller adorns.
"It's pretty," Leo mumbles with a nod, resisting the urge to make some comment about how it's not as pretty as madara, instead choosing to relish the calm moment, to take it all in. He's become accustomed, maybe even tired of the different senses of the cities from his travels, the lights and sounds and smells. But, even though Madara's been with him though it all, he never gets tired of the way Madara laughs, smile capable of lighting up a pitch black room.
"Sleepy, Leo-san?" Madara lilts, running a hand through Leo's hair slowly. Leo shrugs. "Mm, only a little. I still have a lot of inspiration for writing, though, so..."
"Okay, but make sure you get some sleep, no staying up all night writing~" He responds with a laugh, Leo growling a little. "I know, I know, don't worry. As long as Mama's here I can sleep well anyway~"
Madara makes a surprised noise, and even when it's dark outside like this, Leo can make out a faint blush rising to his cheeks. It's a rare thing for Madara to get embarrassed, he's usually the one making others feel that way, so Leo can't help but feel a little prideful for that brief moment in time.
"W-Well, let's get working on that song then, Leo-san~"