“I love you. I do. I truly love you.” Enyo whispered. “I love you so much.” He admitted cheeks flushing.
Markus smiled lightly. “I’m glad.”, he said softly. He was really happy Enyo loved him, that he cared about him. He couldn’t wish for anything better.
He whimpered softly again, as a wave of nausea flooded him, clinging to Enyo and taking deep, slightly shaky breaths.
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