The words have Idia raising his head enough for him to smile at Cater, that gently warm smile he only shows to his boyfriend. He leans down to rest forehead to forehead instead of pressing his face into Cater's neck, those buttercup-bright eyes closing. It takes a moment or two of that peaceful contact before Idia finds his voice, returning the sentiment in a murmured "I love you, too." How easily it comes to him now, the words and the feeling borne by them. The Idia Shroud hiding in his ceremonial robes at the start of the school year would never recognize this contented young man enveloped in the arms and body of the NRC Prince of Magicam.
He can't wait for summer break to start. No matter where they go, they'll be together, without interruption. And then they'll kick in STYX's doors and start to change things there the way they've changed each other.
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He can't wait for summer break to start. No matter where they go, they'll be together, without interruption. And then they'll kick in STYX's doors and start to change things there the way they've changed each other.