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     — ♛ [青の王] 

     His fingers ran through the blonde locks, stopping every so often to play with his hair. “Hmm? Well, I suppose I can also say, certain emotions or feelings can appear rather abruptly. Let me rephrase that, I don’t know if I will become infatuated with you. ” The edges of his lips lifted into a smile. 

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                -----;     ❝ I n f a t u a t i o n ? ❞  

     It was an excellent attempt at mimicking the King's voice, give or take a little bit more emphasis leaning towards vile sarcasm. His eyes were hidden well behind his lids, and if they were revealed, Munakata would have seen the mischievous glimmer in those amber orbs. Perhaps if Kami had given him another purpose in this world, he would have been born solely to annoy this man.

           ❝ Honma gomen, ne. Infatuation does not seem to apply t'me. ❞  In a single, fluid sweep, warm fingers laced atop the ones fondling the almost golden strands, faces getting closer within an inch through the blond's initiative.  

                                         ❝ When they fall hard for me, they fall hard. No in between. ❞

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A heart is like an utter piece of paper fluttering in the wind;            No matter how thorough you      crumple     it,            No matter how many times you     tear     it,                                               It would    (unfortunately, inevitably)    remain                                                                                             A    h e a r t .
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