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"Hey" Izumi heard steps getting closer, his eyes, however, stayed glued to the ceiling. A terrible attempt at ignoring the presence looming upon him, just more masochistic grieving, contemplating (again) why did he allow himself to be dragged to the king's chambers. A mistake. But he was weak to his requests, the screeching, buzzing and humming, and specially, the sparkling jade meeting his cold turquoise. But he'd rather die than voice it out. The rotating fan was the only witness to his foolish ways.
Izumi ran a hand through his hair, letting the breeze caress his skin as he tried to predict Leo's next movement, it was the kind of match he always lost but still kept trying to win. "Hey!" the voice was closer.
"Sena" The jarring melody filled him as another weight made itself known to the bed, just some centimeters away from him. His heartbeat ran quicker and the thought that he still had time to retreat plagued his mind, but realistically, it was a stupid idea. He made his bed and it was time to lie in it.
Izumi turned to directly face his king, something he considered to be the latest acquisition to his collection of mistakes milliseconds later. Did this idiot even have any sense of personal space?
The warm but scarce sunlight fell on a certain ginger's face, out of place hair strands dancing in the gentle wind, like fireflies beaming at him. Izumi swore the heat radiated by the gold bathed skin nearby was suffocating him. Benevolent but inquiring emerald eyes piercing his own, green bait thrown in a crystal river. His dilated pupils gave away just how entranced he really was and right there, he became aware of how quickly the warmth was spreading on his own face and chest.
He lost his breath and all the other boy did was smile. A slightly pink Izumi Sena frowned.