After Sorey finished changing into something more comfortable, and truthfully calming himself down; he returned into the main area of the bedroom, to see Mikleo on kneeling next to his bed. Sorey frowned and reached his hand out to take Mikleo's and help him up.
"You don't need to do that around me," he said, once again noting the contrast in builds. Mikleo's pale hands were so soft in comparison to Sorey's tough, tanned ones.
"You can wherever you'd like," he said, letting go of Mikleo's hand. He turned around to face the bookshelf, his finger gently sliding down the spines of each book. His face softened as he pulled out one book that has guided him throughout his life; his mantra and way of being.
"The Celestial Record. Have you heard of it, Mikleo?"
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Date: 2017-03-25 10:31 pm (UTC)"You don't need to do that around me," he said, once again noting the contrast in builds. Mikleo's pale hands were so soft in comparison to Sorey's tough, tanned ones.
"You can wherever you'd like," he said, letting go of Mikleo's hand. He turned around to face the bookshelf, his finger gently sliding down the spines of each book. His face softened as he pulled out one book that has guided him throughout his life; his mantra and way of being.
"The Celestial Record. Have you heard of it, Mikleo?"