Meine Liebe: Ludwig/Naoji, Five Senses: Sight
Title: my favorite possession
Author: trixie
Theme: senses: sight
Rating: genish
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sight
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He couldn't breathe at first, because he had thought that the person that stood before him must surely have been the king. Of course, that was a foolish thing to think, because the person that had stood before him was his age, and he knew the king was not so young. But everything about the young noble's appearance confirmed his thoughts. The royal mane of hair, the piercing eyes that showed the world nothing more revealing than boredom, the artfully casual comfort of his uniform…
He got tongue-tied, caught staring when the young noble spoke to him, and he was so entranced by those eyes, and the way they seemed backlit by fire when he looked directly into them, that he didn't even hear everything that had been said to him. He could only mutely agree, because what could the noble possibly say with which someone like him could argue?
Later, Ed said that seeing 'Lui' for the first time was like falling in love, until he spoke. Naoji found the comparison to be rather… uncomfortable, and the conclusion inaccurate.
The king's nephew would not want some foreigner having inappropriate thoughts about him, though Naoji knew not how to stop himself from thinking them.
When classes began, he sat behind Ludwig, and to his left, and he spent the bulk of class, idly writing in lazy katakana as he watched the sunlight dancing through Ludwig's hair.
Afterward, he stared at his notes in the library while everyone else got busy with studying, and he wondered how he would manage to not disgrace his family.
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Author: trixie
Theme: senses: sight
Rating: genish
~*~
sight
~*~
He couldn't breathe at first, because he had thought that the person that stood before him must surely have been the king. Of course, that was a foolish thing to think, because the person that had stood before him was his age, and he knew the king was not so young. But everything about the young noble's appearance confirmed his thoughts. The royal mane of hair, the piercing eyes that showed the world nothing more revealing than boredom, the artfully casual comfort of his uniform…
He got tongue-tied, caught staring when the young noble spoke to him, and he was so entranced by those eyes, and the way they seemed backlit by fire when he looked directly into them, that he didn't even hear everything that had been said to him. He could only mutely agree, because what could the noble possibly say with which someone like him could argue?
Later, Ed said that seeing 'Lui' for the first time was like falling in love, until he spoke. Naoji found the comparison to be rather… uncomfortable, and the conclusion inaccurate.
The king's nephew would not want some foreigner having inappropriate thoughts about him, though Naoji knew not how to stop himself from thinking them.
When classes began, he sat behind Ludwig, and to his left, and he spent the bulk of class, idly writing in lazy katakana as he watched the sunlight dancing through Ludwig's hair.
Afterward, he stared at his notes in the library while everyone else got busy with studying, and he wondered how he would manage to not disgrace his family.
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