*The Height of Spring*
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Gaining a crush on your roommate who works as a sex toy designer while you study dance?
"Sure!"
Having the crush be reciprocated and bonding with him over shared no-family trauma but neither of you making it offici...
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The silence that followed had been loud. It, of course didn't last long.
"You good for nothing lowlifes better have a damn good reason of why we're here."
The insult snapped them out of their stupor, a riot having started at the comment.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A LOW LIFE, FOOLISH MORTAL?"
"I AIN'T NOTHING LIKE THIS GUY!"
"WHATS WRONG WITH BEING LIKE ME?"
"EVERYTHING!"
Their mind-numbing argument started up once again, Ezra ultimately deciding he was too tired to deal with two cute furries his imagination had conjured up. He lets out a quiet sigh before fully sinking himself into Eiden's stomach. Eiden smiles down at him, placing his hands on his hair, playing with the blond tips nonchalantly.
"... Ermm...We're still right here..." Eiden mumbles out. Ezra peeks an eye open to look at their kidnappers, still weary but no longer in flight or fight mode.
