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Achilles was not sure if there were words to describe his way of looking at him, was not sure even if he knew them, even if there were. It always felt like he was looking at the very core of Achilles, as if his grey, gloomy gaze pierced through his skin and nerves and bones, as if he saw something much deeper inside him, something even he did not know existed. His gaze felt crushing and caressing at the same time, as if it was something addictive but life destroying at the same time. He felt ashamed, wanting to cover up into modesty every time Patroclus looked at him, yet at the same time he yearned to peel every single layer of clothing to get him to see more of Achilles. He felt blood rush up to the back of his neck and ears, his hands wrapping themselves in his golden curls. Patroclus was looking now. Patroclus was looking at him.
Achilles has missed Patroclus a week prior to their reunion, so they have to make do.
Series
- Part 2 of In Adoration