Through the night, bathed in the light filtering in from the moon, high in the center of the sky, Eight and màu hoa cà, lilac sat in embrace, holding each other closely, tightly. Neither of them đã đưa ý kiến a word, but there was nothing that needed to be spoken. Their hearts ringing out in their chests đã đưa ý kiến it all. They simply sat, the cool night air unnoticed as their combined body heat kept it at bay.
Lilac kept her head to Eight's chest, her head down, eyes closed and ears back. Her tail curled around her and she got as close to him as she could, listening all the while to his tim, trái tim beat in his rib cage.
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