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Aerium held her hand and bit into the offered icing and cupcake, chuckling as he watched her scoop more onto her finger for another taste. "You know I bought you an actual cake to go with all the icing." Icing he got on the corners of his lips in his eager bite, but he left it there to give her...

Aerium could not help the grin spreading across his face, chuckling at how easily persuaded she was when the decadent aromas reached them. "They don't care who you are unless you pay them. You'll be right with me. I rarely get in trouble." He winked at her, already looking forward to showing her...

Daylillies. He knew he would remember that. "Blue. I like the darker blues..." The question he most wanted top ask was on the tip of his tongue, but Aerium was a man of his word and kept himself from asking it. "Well, Daylilly. You forgot to ask what my favourite flower is. It's hyacinths...

Gods damned that laugh. It had made him turn back to watch her, calling his bluff of turning his back onto her when he should always be gazing on this beauty. "Then we have a deal." The grin was too enlightened, too joyous that this girl had made his chest flutter so. That grin turned...

Aerium could not bear to part from her, even as her lips blessed his cheek and she began to slip away from between him and the wall. His hand caught her own, puling her back to him. "My mother holds no agency over who I wish to keep company with. Besides... I like you." He smiled. Now, his...

Aerium chuckled, dipping his head enough to rest their foreheads against one another. "Oh, I will." He slowed his dancing, or swaying, whatever current he had caught in the river of melodies seeping out to the night. "I just want to savour this before hand." He was no romantic. Rubbish at...

Just as she had closed her eyes, Aerium brought her in closer, listening to her translate melody to words that painted the picture in his mind. Gods, she was intoxicating, and all they have done is smile and dance. Love and longing, something he thought he would begin to experience for her when...

"How am I to hear this music if you don't quit talking?" He teased, finding it rather easy to do. She wasn't the kind of lady that sought something out from him, just this dance, but Aerium knew she was different the moment he danced alone. Should it concern him that she captivated him so...

When she came to a still, Aerium's breath caught in his lungs. That momentary loss of breath allowed him to stare, and he was no subtle charmer like that, that he stupidly watched as her hand invited him to join her. Shit. She was of a different class, not in terms of wealth, but a richness of...

Aerium sighed and drifted towards the open doorway, light spilling in warm hues onto the street as the swell of music and cheer filtered out to greet him. He stood in that light and looked in, smiling to colleagues that egged him on to come in. And so he turned away, and eyes fell upon a young...

"Come on, Aer. Little bitches get eaten by the witches." "So, what? I am comfortable right here." "Aer," A young man came to clap a hand at the back of his friend's shoulder, grinning down at the seated male, "mate, my boy. It is just a party. We are allowed to live a little." Aerium skewed...