[Wriothesley was truly the dichotomy of man. The way he contradicts in so many way. How he's secretive, yet he wears his emotions so visibly to his soft demeanor towards people despite his potential to have such a cold countenance. It shows so visibly, the way his expression brightens into a smile at Kizuna's agreement.
It's so easy to be happy when someone is willing to share the experiences of something that means so much to you. It glows warm in his chest.
He almost is completely distracted until the sparkler crackles to life, sparks and colors brightening and reflecting off the dark waters that lap at the sand. The boxer's eyes widen and they shine with a childlike awe and curiosity.
When one spends most of their life under the sea, there was a lot that was missed. Fireworks in the sky. A childhood that never got to breathe life. The man watches, completely enthralled by the bright sparks the pop from the thin stick in his hand. He doesn't have any words, but Kizuna can feel the swell of emotions, as though bursting in colors like the object in his hand.]
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It's so easy to be happy when someone is willing to share the experiences of something that means so much to you. It glows warm in his chest.
He almost is completely distracted until the sparkler crackles to life, sparks and colors brightening and reflecting off the dark waters that lap at the sand. The boxer's eyes widen and they shine with a childlike awe and curiosity.
When one spends most of their life under the sea, there was a lot that was missed. Fireworks in the sky. A childhood that never got to breathe life. The man watches, completely enthralled by the bright sparks the pop from the thin stick in his hand. He doesn't have any words, but Kizuna can feel the swell of emotions, as though bursting in colors like the object in his hand.]