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“It's not cute.”
As the The embrace finished buttoning up his cream-colored blouse, Golden Ratio chided his in a very grumpy voice behind he.
When The embarace turned around, he was sitting on the couch looking very unhappy.
“I don't want you to look at me too ...... much.”
"Then take it off.”
The embrace let out a sigh. It's the same color as the picture of Chirico in my mind. He always makes abrupt suggestions.
“You know, I'm not your...”
“Quickly.”
The golden ratio said only that, and he retreated to his room - an empty room that used to be a storage room for The embarace .
Oh dear, I can't help it.
He muttered in his mind and took off the pale orange buttons made of agate. It's not the first time he's been told he's not pretty, but it's always been in reference to his embracing personality. It was the first time in his life that he had been given a bad review on his appearance.
“Did you take it off? Here, put this on. It's mine, but you can wear it.”
The golden young man pushed a pure white blouse on he, paying no attention to his exposed skin. The blouse is made of silk, without a single stain. It's not only soft to the touch, but the sheen and decorations are as simple as they come. The embrace couldn't say that it is a little too cute. He put on his shirt without hesitation, and The golden ratio silently urged him to put on his tie and brooch. He stared at The embrace with the eyes of an artist who would not allow even the slightest error. As if to shake off his gaze, he exaggeratedly turned the tie around his neck, tied it, and stuck the brooch on his chest. The black tie had a pattern of lilies floating in it, and the matching brooch was adorned with a small but unclouded blue moonstone.
"See, I told you, you don't look good in an ivory blouse. It makes your beautiful, white skin look dull. Okay? You are only allowed to wear a white blouse in front of me. Ties and ribbons must be white, black, and red. You really shouldn't wear ties and ribbons because you have a very young face. ...... Well, it's just right to create a beautiful imbalance. You should only wear jewelry that I choose. Just listen to what I say. Do you understand?
He spoke quickly, but his eyes were a little gentler than. As he combed his hair, which was slightly disheveled , He wondered how much of a fortune the boy had.
There was enough baggage to make one wonder if he had run away from home, he was too young to be a painter, but he had a certain talent, and there was a hint of energy, like brass, mixed in with the human stuff. He is too selfish, too obvious, too cute to be described as unfathomable. As the embrace plays with Ty, He feel a light layer of body heat on his back.
“Cute.”
The deep tone of a tenor voice with a golden ratio, high and sure for his age, snatches his ear.His hand reaches down to the chest of the embrace, half hugging it, and fixes the slightly tilted tie.
"Cute.”
The edge of his breath was clearly ecstatic, and the embrace couldn't help but feel hungry.
“Is it to your liking now?”
The embrace grabbed his tie, pulled him closer, and whispered. The sweet lily scent that he was already used to. He thought would be bounced away anyway, but he was wrong.
“So-so.”
The golden ratio still said this with a cheeky glint in its eyes, and The embrace couldn't help but twist its lips.
The embrace was the first time in a long time that He wanted a mirror and to see his reflection.