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He was obsessed. Cronus had been lying on his bed for hours in the night. Just staring at the ceiling hopelessly.
He had never felt anything like this before, this incapacitating need this..adoration. calling it a crush was a juvenile description. It was near overpowering the amount of emotion Cronus was feeling. For another boy at his school nonetheless. It hurt.
he was supposed to be the hot-shot, the guy that could pull anyone he wanted any time, and here he was. Hands over his eyes glassy with tears, lying in the dark of his bedroom crying over a boy he couldn’t have.
Kankri was perfect in every way, sharp eyes that were this perfect dark brown in colour, that in the light shone with flecks of auburn. His pale skin turning rosy in places under his eyes, at the tip of his nose, his knuckles too. Glossy blonde hair adorned his head, curling and framing his rounded face like a halo of light..Cronus turned onto his side, staring blankly at the wall beside him, the dull ache in his heart being the last sensation to grace the boy before sleep overcame him.