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[The kiss is broken and Leo still can't find the right words. There's a lot to say, yet nothing needs to be said either. The look they share silently speaks for them anyway. Leo's hand slips from behind Elliot's head, across his shoulder, and eventually clutches the front of his shirt.
Though he wants to stare into those eyes forever, Leo realizes he's dizzy with happiness and has to rest his head on Elliot's shoulder. The quiet is comfortable and he doesn't want to immediately break it. When he turns his head to look at the garden, Leo finds that the world is more dazzling than before. He's not sure if he's seeing the Abyss, or if maybe this is that 'love tinted world' that romance novels like to go on about. It sounded so stupid and cliché on the page that he's almost embarrassed to experience it in practice.

Leo didn't realize the world could be bright and beautiful. He sighs and buries his face shyly against Elliot again.]

... Take me home, Elliot. [Such a bossy servant.]

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