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[flower_ballet]

I watch them as they sit across from one another, on their respective chairs, facing each other as if they were each other's mirrors. L overcomes the distance, gripping R's chin softly between two fingers, pulling her head forward. Closer. Gently, gentle, gentler; they both ooze gentleness. Their faces are inches apart and their eyes are locked -

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[theidolhands]

moar anytime.

[flower_ballet]

I'll do my best. :)

[wottie]

Dammit, are we supposed to know who the people are? I read them as Left and Right and that is just not right, haha. Fail.

Um, not that that's the most important thing. This is beautiful. Really, really beautiful, and the imagery is so lovely and tender. Love it.

[flower_ballet]

No, you're not. They're still only names in my head. Names with faces, but no real background story as of yet. It'll come.

With that said, I'm glad you enjoyed it. It was quickly written before running off to my therapy session.

[wottie]

You already know what else i'm going to ask, right~?

[flower_ballet]

Heh. I'm so glad that it was a worthy welcome of you. Have fun, ok? I'll snoop around yours later tonight as well. ♥

[hawkwolf]

This is really beautiful. Such a short piece, and yet so many layers of emotion.

I've missed your writings!

[flower_ballet]

I'm glad that it wasn't just a short fic, but a short fic with essence. That's what I'm always aiming for.

I've missed writing as well, so I'm so glad to get around to do just a little now.