"I would not inflate your ego. Tamaki
collapsed in his seat. He paused for a moment, thinking. Then he looked hopeful.
"Nor need more vanity. Tamaki
collapsed again, this time murmuring something about that he was not conceited at all. - Do not you love me ...? Tamaki whined. Tell me I'm beautiful. Kyoya closed his laptop and walked swiftly striding towards Tamaki, who was shrinking fear, fearing the wrath of Kyoya. But instead of showing rage, Kyoya Tamaki stroked his hair.
"Your hair," he said, is of gold thread. Your eyes are like the amethyst to the throne of a king. Your skin is so perfect and purethat can not be human. In fact, you can not be human. You must be an angel come down from heaven to bless us with his presence. Without more, Tamaki, you're beautiful. Tamaki
remained speechless.
- Is it enough? Kyoya asked. Have I tested my everlasting love for you enough for one day? "I can go back to work now?
Tamaki nodded.
I made a mental note.
would have to ask that question more often.
Far more often.
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