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Title: Shall We Dance?

Fandom: Shining Nikki

Pairing: Aeon/Loen

In the well-lit room full of grandeur chandelier and candles, where the high-profiled guests are clinking their glasses together and chatting amongst themselves with their highly-trained smiles and professionally monotoned manners, the classical music being played so beautifully like a fast windmill he swears the colorful waves look so much more colorful and glittering than usual, and the upper-class food cooked fresh and steamed in an overdone way, Aeon finds himself looking underdressed despite how proud he is with his lapis blue two pieces suit paired with a floral golden pattern and black shoes. Having never been in a party, much less a charity event where many of the guests are well-known, professional designers whom he knew of mostly because of the existence of their Designer's Reflections in their mirrors, he ends up looking like a stick out of the mud, specifically when it is clear he is invited by Nikki to be her plus one for the event.

Having becoming so famous due to the unexpected popularity of her nail salon, her designs having been taken off quite recently and passed around to so many of the inner circles of the fashion world (courtesy of her association with many of Miraland's most well-known figures such as Lolory, Zoey, and Dodora), and many of her actions and achievements being unexpectedly caught on camera, Nikki seemingly has become a beacon for Miraland and thus, she received lots of invitations in a short amount of time. Momo had excitedly grumbled his paws around these invitations, his eyes lit-up at the huge popularity Nikki had been getting and hoping for the chances of free BBQ.

The pink-haired undergraduate was cheerfully checking out the details of those invitations while aided by the God of Styling, offering her the pros and cons of attending them while Marina played around, her eyes sparkling in awe of the fancy designs and handwriting being displayed.

In the end, they all chose to attend a charity event being hosted in a five-star hotel’s decked ballroom from Apple Federation's Lodden. Apparently, it’s a charity for donating clothes for the children, disabled, and people in poverty. Nikki, bless her heart, wants to attend of her usual genuine goodness and even made clothes since she wanted to do her part. That seems to intrigued the Blue and Momo as well, both of them helping her in sewing the clothing and even made some input onto the design.

Marina bought all kinds of materials, from powdered dust to stickers, wanting to make the clothes pop out and fun as she puts it, decorating them into the plain t-shirts and skirts from all over the place, her hands messy with the dust and paints she grabbed with her tiny hands. Nikki lets the young child did her part, finding them to be super cute despite the messy constrast and she thought that the kids would really like it.

Aeon found it peaceful and comfy, as he sewn the clothes along with Nikki and Blue, cooking them food as the four become so enraptured that they forgot to take their meals, giving headpats and strokes around Momo’s fur, visibly pleasing him much to his overdramatic horror, and cleaning up Marina whenever she got herself too messy.

In all honesty from the day he was born, he barely gets to do stuff for the benefit of others and he’s surprised with how pleasant it makes him feel. The idea of seeing the relieved smiles and gratefulness displayed in the emotions of these people delights him to know that he’s doing his part to ensure their warmth and comfort. Having clean clothes that protects your body should be a basic necessity for everyone, which is why he’s so focused as she sews the fabric with the needle and ensures that the design looks as simple yet gorgeous to mesmerize at.

While he has no interest in attending the event, his duties in the Ark and personal interests being much more important to him, he is doing so for Nikki’s sake. That, and Marina is over excited at the prospect of joining a “fun and fulfilling” event where she could try many yummy foods and chat with so many amazing people. Aeon may forgo to mention the formalities of attending such an event, wanting her to learn responsibility and manners.

Aeon observes Nikki mingling with the crowd, wearing a puffy light pink dress with pearls surrounding the bottom, pink heels duller in color, rose bracelets made out of well-carved wood, and hair dried in reddish-brown as she styles part of the hair in a bun as the rest is clipped. She has a warm smile on her face that is just as natural as her sunny aura, accompanied by Blue, wearing a sparkling see-through white dress showing off parts of their androgynous body, vine-like gloves, and brown-and-gray sandals. Their and Nikki’s hands latch onto each other as if fearing to be apart, their gazes to one another scream longing and loving softness, and Blue lays their head on top of Nikki’s shoulder as the former contentedly, their shoulders now embracing Nikki’s hips while the poor guy they are both conversing with looking back and forth at the couple as to whether he should leave them to their sweet privacy or continue his conversation with them

Speaking of which, Marina and Momo already quit the ballroom, feeling immediately bored at the boringness of it all and he can hear their delighted screams at the chaotic commision they’re causing and the frantic yelps of whom he’s sure is the voice of a security guard trying to reign their temper to no avail. Aeon understands his responsibility of keeping these two in trouble, but he wants to have a quiet night for himself and he can scold Marina tomorrow on how to behave herself in a grand event and appear formal towards rich people.

He hears the announcement from the speaker, who thanks the guests for coming and speaks with a drawl tone of her gratefulness of the success of the charity. Aeon only listens to the orchestral music, witnessing archaic yet blooming waves springing to life and it gives him a huge smile on his face, witnessing how the music’s rhythm is so alive with the plain yet beautiful colors he’s witnessing.

He is snapped back to reality from a change of the music to see Nikki and Blue having a dance together, their love for each other so pure and intimate as they carefully lead each other’s steps to perfection. Their close embrace filled with so much affection, their gazes holding onto each other with such intimacy, and their slow movements showcasing the amount of care they hold onto one another just like so many of the couples he had when he occasionally checks on the Designer’s Reflections in their Personality Mirrors. They are the center of the stage, the prying eyes of the crowd captivated by their genuine love, as if their respective lovers couldn’t hold a handle as to what infatuation these two could hold.

The music leans to becoming more and more romantic, the chandelier lights shine bright like broken diamonds, the crowd stands erratic, feeling envious of the pure love coming from the gentle Nikki and the encouraging God of Styling, the appetizing food are left forgotten, awaiting to be eaten. Distant screams can be heard from the hallway, possibly coming from Marina and Momo and Aeon sees the waves of the music becoming as deep red as roses, carrying a sensual romantic connotation as he hears the sounds becoming slow yet melodic.

He finds himself captivated by the couple’s dance and at that moment, Aeon yearns to have the kind of love they both have. There seems to be an uplifting feeling you could get to be able to spend all of your devotion to someone who would willingly be with you for the rest of your life. He wonders what that would feel like, to share all of your deepest secrets and most precious memories with that someone. That someone who could become one’s soulmate. Forming personal connections is one thing he’s still getting used to and while he’s happy to say he managed to make some new ones after he and Marina are allowed to travel to Marina, he feels like an outsider out of his element after being cooped up in the Ark for so long.

Besides, there is only one person whom he truly wanted to be with…

The night blooms with shining glamor and sultry passion, the reasons for the hosting of the event now completely forgotten as people dance amongst each other as if the dawn is still new and it is their last moments together. While everyone is lost in the moment, Aeon drinks red wine so deep it looks black. Sharp, yet sweet, it reminds him of how nice it would have been to dance with someone. While he doesn’t mind the silence and the privacy that accompanies him in the Ark, with only Marina’s squeaks and theatrics serving to fill in the atmosphere…he thought about how sometimes companionship could be good.

The times where he joined into the adventures with Nikki, Blue, and Momo, the times when Yexiao finds her way to the Ark to provide him and Marina company with the peaceful and at times outrageous stories she had witnessed before forgetting it altogether, the times when Dodora gives him multiple cds of heavy metal…it all fills him with so much satisfaction he never felt before. He doesn’t just yearn to have the romance he always saw when witnessing the moments frozen in time from the Personality Mirrors, but also the companionship that comes with it. Whether platonic and romantic, Aeon finds himself wanting to have memories with the people he loves and be able to cherish the time he is able to have, no matter how long or short it is.

Despite the fact that he can freely talk with the Designer’s Reflections in the Personality Mirrors, they can never evolve unless gaining enough power or unknown forces allows them to leave their mirrors, granting them the ability to be capable of growth, in the case of Yexiao or Ashley, and even that, its such a rare occurrence. They will always live through those frozen moments and will always reset when their memories start a do-over once more. There’s always pain in his eyes when the Reflections he always wanted to talk with couldn’t remember who he is.

With how late in the evening, it still feels young, with the upper class people now getting themselves to enjoy the relaxation they get to have while it lasts, Nikki and Blue are still the idol of the night and Marina and Momo are nowhere in sight, possibly retreating to somewhere where they get to have fun. Before he knows it, his steps are departing from the ballroom, seeking the presence of the sparkling night sky and the fresh, cold wind. He finds himself surprised at the sudden action, but he doesn't defect, letting his inner desires do the work.

Before he knows it, he is standing alone at the balcony, filled with glassy and metallic railings and darkness enveloping the mood. Just like he wanted, he finds the warmth in the sparkling night sky gracing before his presence and the fresh, cold wind kissing his pale skin. It looks so beautiful, with the way the stars twinkle as if demanding his attention and the moon bringing its light onto the world. Having been so used to being cooped up in the Ark and observing the chaotic, threatening waves of the Ocean of Memories, Aeon longs to witness any new sights. The landscapes of the luscious growth of the environment, the shimmering dawn of a new day, the heavenly horror of abandoned locations, the futuristic, neon lights from humanity’s achievements…

For as long as he remembers, he wants to know what they all would be like in reality. He dreams of witnessing the aging frost, old, archaic buildings overcome by nature, the unbelievable auroras that conquer the sky, speakers playing heavy metal as the singers ram up the crowd in their concert…He witnesses so much thanks to his newfound friends and he couldn’t truly be much more grateful of their willingness to share everything with him.

Before he could wander more in his thoughts, loud steps could be heard. It sounds rough and hard, letting him know that the person producing these sounds, so it couldn’t be Nikki and Blue, who are gentle in their steps. For a second, he thought that it could be Marina, since she is always playful and loves to stomp on her feet. However, she’s wearing sandals today and they barely make sounds that have a hard edge to it, always light and occasionally noisy in its melody. And Momo never wears shoes.

Fluffs of blonde hair are illuminated by the moonlight, beaconing onto it as if blessing a god. Upon stepping closer, Aeon can see the person is wearing a blue two-piece suit complete with a black-and-white patterned tie, an emerald brooch wrapped by alloy metal, a gold metallic watch with silver linings and black engravings surrounding the clock, and black, shiny dress shoes. As the person steps out of the shadows, Aeon recognizes who he is.

“Loen, you’re here…” He can barely let out a whisper, finding himself in a daze at Loen’s pretty smirk and glistening eyes while his heartbeat slightly increases.

“Hey Aeon!” Loen greets cheerily. He smells of mint extract, refreshing and strong. “If you’re here, that means Nikki and everyone else is here, huh?”

“Nikki and Blue are dancing in the ballroom, seemingly the center of the stage. I am not sure where Marina and Momo are currently, but as far as I know, they are trying to have fun outside in what they call a “boring event”.”

Loen laughs, full of joy and warmth that Aeon finds himself captivated just how soothing the mercenary sounds like. “Haaah! That sounds like them!” The man then adopts a gentle smile, sparkling of radiant sincerity that Aeon can feel that his cheeks go pink. “Say, what are you doing here all by yourself, standing hollowly in your lonesome?”

A long moment of silence settles between the two. Aeon can’t help but still be dazed for just how beautifully attractive Loen looks. His features give him a mature, yet boyish look and he can’t marvel over what it would be like to marvel over his messy, yet soft-looking hair, and his suit grant him a gentleman-like aura that he never felt before towards the blonde man. Aeon continues to be in a gaze, losing himself in the thoughts of his longing crush until he can hear a serious cough. Aeon looks up, watching Loen gazing over him with a curious look all the while Aeon feels his blushing rising. “...I am merely how pretty the night looks…” Aeon answers after another long term of silence, feeling awkward and embarrassed over his ignorance.

“Don’t you want to dance back there?” Loen asks, the moonlight dancing all over him as if he is an emperor demanding respect.

“There is nobody that I have any interest in doing so…” Aeon barely lets out a whisper, but which Loen can hear just fine. “I find it more lightening to be here, admiring the stars and the sky than to be cooped up in a room. I know Nikki and Blue won’t mind my missing presence.”

Loen lets out a hum of agreement, turning his head up to watch the moonlit sky. There is a melancholic look settling around his features, his eyes downcast and his lips bitten as if dying in regret. “I miss these kinds of moments that I have with my moments…Ah!”

Loen shakes himself in surprise, grinning sheepishly as he scratches the left of his face. “Aeon, you won’t mind me reminiscing about those old days of war I used to participate in? Just want to make sure you feel comfortable…”

“It is not a problem with me,” Aeon reassures the mercenary, even gracing him with a soft smile for extra emphasis. “I have seen worse during my travels with Nikki and the stories I heard from the Designer’s Reflections. If you find it painful to continue further…I’m here…”

“...Thanks, you’re a good man, you know?” A pained expression crosses over Loen’s face that the admin thought to go over to offer him comfort, but upon witnessing the change of Loen adopting a more sorrowful, yet serious look, Aeon stops himself, wanting to let Loen go at his own pace.

Loen recalls to Aeon about how he and his comrades back in the Apple Independence War occasionally relax and just do nothing as they watch the skies and the landscapes of the places they traveled to. He talks about the times where they are drinking their sorrows away, pretending to be normal men who are just having a boys’ night out. Of the times they were listening to one of their friends who has a deep interest in astrology pointing out the names of the constellations. Of the times where they talk about their dreams and desires in life, wondering if they were ever gonna make out of this war alive and be able to have jobs and a family they always wanted. He offers silent comfort when Loen has to relieve the deaths of the comrades who aren’t aware they were coming closer to death’s door and whisper sorrowfully of realizing the reality of war and being forced to become a child soldier abiding by his father’s request.

Aeon knows all of this. The Ark contains all sorts of troves of knowledge and that includes personal information of the various people in Miraland, many of which comes from the Designer’s Reflections themselves, being an extension of someone whose deepest moments while they design an outfit forever frozen in time. Thus, he knows all sorts of trajectories the blonde has to overcome. However, it feels different hearing these of the Loen in the present. He developed a sense of maturity and peacefulness that his younger selves hadn’t had yet and even what he thinks now may be different from the self a month ago.

Aeon has always admired Aeon, being one of Miraland’s guardians, who despite witnessing the tragedy of life, decides to shoulder forward to help people. Ever since watching his first ever meeting with Nikki, he occasionally watches him out in the mirror, observing as he helps people out from commissions and serving Saviour for the betterment of mankind. Despite his cheerful demeanor, he shows a sense of maturity and seriousness that gets upfront when it comes to the people he loves. It’s what drew Aeon to Loen in the first place and he never regretted the chance of meeting him the very first time.

If anything, it developed into a romantic crush that caused Aeon’s heart to skip a beat and his cheeks to flush whenever the man steps way too close for him. He was confused at this new fluffy feeling that burns him alive, having asked Nikki of this new strange problem he enraptured himself in. The moment she explained what these feelings he might be having, he was at peace with it.

These are new inexplicable surroundings in his busy life, but everything can be inexplicable, especially dealing with the psychology of people’s feelings and reasonings. While sometimes it is hard for him to deal with this new love he feels for Loen, he doesn’t mind it. He is welcoming the heartwarming adoration and the tenderness of being with Loen.

“So Aeon…” He hears Loen speak as Aeon brings himself back to reality. “What does it feel like to attend a formal party for the first time?”

“Attending a party causes me a small level of embarrassment,” Aeon answers, all serious and almost never hesitating. “I am an outsider, because although I knew who these people are as I have watched the transpires of Miraland in the Ark and interacted with their Designer’s Reflection, they don’t have an idea as to who I was and I vow to stay silent as to not expose it.”

“You’d be a pretty good conversation starter,” Loen utters, his hand supporting his chin on the railings as he stares at Aeon strangely that the latter couldn’t identify as to what it is. “You know so many things not even the most dedicated of historians in this year would know about. I think lots of people would love to ramble in front of you.”

“That’s the advantage of being one of the admins of the Ark,” Aeon clarifies. “A lot of Designer’s Reflection had given me a much clearer version of events that had transpired through history. Thus, to an average person in Miraland, they would think I’m very much a scholar when that is not the case. Plus, the Ark has mysterious forces that store lots of information throughout the many occurrences among many worlds not even the most powerful forces of their world could have. I think many people would be able to discern it if they had something like the Ark.”

“I understand the advantage that comes with it, but I don’t think that anyone would have the willpower as you do to study all of it,” Loen preens, staring at Aeon as if he’s a grace from the gods. “Not everyone would have the patience to read through books or be willing to hear out the true versions of events as much as you do. I learned a lot of things from you despite only stepping one foot in Miraland and at points, I rely on you more on information about many things.”

“That’s high praise coming from you.”

“Hey, I’ll let you know I can compliment someone whenever they deserve it!” The blonde cheekily grins, not hurt from Aeon’s statement. “But…you’re pretty amazing, always amazing. I think you should know just how utterly amazing and smart you are! Always strong, brave, and empathetic and willing to lend a hand. You’re also fun to be around with and I love hearing you ramble about metal…Its just that…I don’t even know how to say it without making myself sound really embarrassing…”

The way Loen scratches the back of his chin while blushing so redly like cherries makes him sound so adorable. Aeon can’t identify why it is, but there’s something so intimate between the two of them…something so personal that he couldn’t tell as to what it is…But what if it is? However, he could be mistaken…he doesn’t want to say anything while being ascertain…

“It’s almost midnight now…” Loen whispers just enough for Aeon to hear him, taking a note on his watch. “I bet the party hasn’t even finished yet.”

“That reminds me…” Aeon fastens himself, already deciding to leave the balcony. “It should be Marina’s bedtime…I should not carry myself like this…”

As he moves past Loen, the latter takes his hand as swift as a bullet and spins him around so the two could take a look at each other. Aeon is surprised at the amount of force Loen displays, unsure of what the latter is thinking.

“Ummm…didn’t you say earlier that you haven’t danced yet?” Loen says softly, almost as if apologizing to Aeon for what he’s doing.

“Yeah…but Marina…”

“Aren’t Nikki and Blue here? Plus Momo is with her, he’s probably responsible enough to demand a child for her bedtime, even though I’m pretty sure he isn’t.”

“Loen…”

“I want to have this dance with you, if you want to…” Loen bows as he lends out his hand to the unaging immortal, his smile dazzling like the myriad of lights crowning the Pigeon Kingdom and he has an adoring expression that fumbles straight into Aeon’s heart. “I don’t like dancing, actually. In fact, the idea of having a romantic evening with someone in a ballroom makes me uncomfortable. However…if it's you, I actually find myself not minding the idea…So, will you give me the opportunity of having the pleasure of dancing with me tonight?”

Before Aeon can think clearly, he takes Loen’s hand and the two find themselves in the moon’s shine. There is nothing that accompanies them. No elegant classical music, no crowd to peer onto them, the wind is no longer swifting, and the stars aren’t twinkling anymore as if bored in this long party. Just the moonlight shining onto them as if only to be here for the spectacle. And yet, Aeon thinks that it is the most romantic thing that he had ever witnessed.

Loen sways him around slowly, taking good care of Aeon’s steps as he guides the latter around the place. The man’s rough yet delicate appearance is pleasant around Aeon’s soft and small ones. Loen moves in such expertise that Aeon finds it unbelievable that he gets to have this moment with him. It is clear to both of them that Aeon barely has any experience, despite having watched couples in the Personality Mirrors doing so, it doesn’t mean he has the practice. Yet, Loen carefully makes sure that Aeon doesn’t make any missteps and they make up for it for just how smooth everything is.

Aeon can feel the deep gaze Loen does onto him. His attractive features are more charming from the moon’s bright shine. His feelings are on the high rise, his pinkish face finding itself in a defensive stance as to hide the love he felt for this man. And Loen feels like a gallant man taking a woman on a special dance on the sunny meadows, except that special dance is for him.

“Enjoying yourself?” Loen teases half-jokingly, yet there is a cherished sense of sincerity to it.

Aeon nods with a smile, allowing himself to be lost in the moment as Loen continues to guide him gently, like he is special and he is only there for Loen’s eyes only. Only him that he gets to have this genuine moment of intimacy they have that no other person could have dared to touch.

They both laugh and cry with joy, their infectiousness brightening up so much more as they both look into each other’s eyes. They continue to dance and dance and dance, waiting for the perfect moment to end. At this very moment, they don’t care about anything but themselves. Their eyes only focused onto each other with so much heartache and yearning that the more they daze onto each other, the more they recognize the love they feel for one another.

As they stop onto the moon’s circle shine, Aeon feels the tremble of Loen’s hands, shaking as if fearing as to what comes next. Wanting to calm the man down, Aeon cups Loen’s face, smiling gently as if coaxing to give in to their temptations. Loen couldn’t help but feel he’s in a dreamful bliss of witnessing how much joy and selfishness Aeon gets to have in this moment of dance he gets to have. Seeing a side of the man he so rarely expresses and gosh, does the mercenary want Aeon to be more like this.

They can feel their gazes, the longingness of it all and how much it weighs them, the heaviness and the pining. It becomes so clear now that they wonder how the other fell so hard and how they only noticed it till now. However, It doesn’t matter now as they lips touch each other softly and intimately.

Bursting like fireworks in the night sky, they can only focus onto each other’s lips, sweet like sugar and fragrant like coffee on. It’s all they can taste all the while the weigh of their love can be felt by one another, begging to be kissed again and again and for all their love to be shared and spread.

As they part from one another, silence dawning onto them as they couldn’t help but gaze onto one another. Then, Loen asks another question. “Another?”

Aeon simply smiles as they partake onto one another once more.

At the household of Nikki, Momo, and Blue, they were all watching the popular animated action-drama, Legend of Rangers. However their binge-watching is all abandoned when everyone else is listening to Loen’s overdramatic, glorious recounting of his evening with Aeon as if they are gossiping office workers.

“No way you smooched with him!” Momo screeches, finding the thought of Loen getting a boyfriend to be mere impossible, much less with Aeon.

“Of course I did! I’m a charmer after all, what wouldn’t you expect from me?” Loen carefully took all the time to gloat in front of Momo, finding all of the not-cat’s disbelief to be simply hilarious.

“Ohhh!!! I’m so interested to hear all of it! My brother finally found a knight in shining armor!!!” Marine squeals dreamily, bouncing on the couch expected from someone her age. “It’s unfair though that he gets to dance with you, I wanna dance with you too!”

“Don’t worry, little miss, I’m sure that chance will come someday,” Loen tells her sweetly, a promise for him that he sincerely wants to keep, as much as he hates the thought of dancing with anybody but Aeon. However it's his adorable and chaotic lil sister, so he’ll let her have this moment. “However…there are conditions for me to fulfill, can you do all of them?”

Marina pouts cheekily, the man laughing for just how adorable she does it. She simply huffs, crossing her arms proudly. “Well, don’t worry! I’m Marina and I know I can do it, just you wait!”

“Seriously though, I thought that Loen would never get together with Aeon, cause he seems to be type to have relationships that are long-distance. You can’t blame me for thinking this way!”

“At least I have a boyfriend. How about you, little demon cat, surely can you be able to court someone with that cutely feline face of yours?”

“Why you- I told you I’m not a cat and I’ll let you know that I can definitely have a girlfriend…or a boyfriend…doesn’t matter! I’m here to prove you wrong you motherf-“

“Momo, Marina is here!” Nikki chastises her long-time companion as Loen howls with laughter, petting Momo’s head affectionately all the while the latter grumbles.

“I made snacks for you all,” Aeon enters into the fray, setting the tray onto the table as everyone’s face glow, partaking onto the feast.

Nikki observes as Aeon lays his face onto Loen’s left shoulder, the latter preening with delight as his left hand cradles around Aeon’s ribs.

“…You two really love each other…” Nikki speaks out loud. “I think its a long time coming…”

“We don’t know why we didn’t notice, but we could say we have no regrets…” Aeon answers while Loen nods his head in agreement. “Despite that how we act around each other is the same for the most part…it feels so different when we are together now…”

“That’s true,” Nikki smiles sincerely, observing the way they hold onto each other with such love and care that it melts her heart of how much they obviously love each other. “I mean, Blue and I pretty much still act the same for the most part, with all the handholding and gazes we have for each other. But yet, it all feels so different, because we now know there’s this level of love and trust that exists. Being a lover with those same actions brings another meaning in comparison when we did those without that attachment.”

“There’s this sort of intimacy that couldn’t exist back when we’re still just friends to each other,” Blue takes over the conversation, the wiseness and maturity they hold as the God of Styling evident in their eyes. “Suddenly, when I hold Nikki’s hand, it feels so romantic, just so intimate and this sort of level of desire that we want to hold onto it as long as we want to back when we didn’t confess to one another, it all feels so casual…You two feel the same way, right?”

Loen hums, simply staring at Aeon as they snuggle onto each other. Both Nikki and Blue chuckle wholeheartedly as they wish them good luck on their relationship. The entire group goes back into watch Legend of Rangers, already on its way to its finale when Loen interrupts.

“There’s a new movie coming out this month…Apparently, Lolory is the main actress,” Loen tells Aeon, his fingers cradling his boyfriend’s hair with tenderness. “I think its about how she is an assassin and is hired to protect a princess from a group of terrorists who had a vendetta against her.”

“Are you telling me that we should go out?”

“A date, Aeon!” Loen exasperatedly grins. “I thought you might enjoy it. Plus, its more fun watching movies in a theater.”

“I haven’t been to one before…are they a good place?” Aeon asks with such cuteness that it simply melts Loen’s heart and almost gives in to his desire to snuggle with him.

“Some are crappy…some are pristine, it all depends on the location. And I’ll let you know, if there’s anything you ask, I’ll take you there…I want you to experience everything Miraland has to offer and be able to gain so much joy and love from it. Everyone deserves to have those kinds of experiences and I want you to have all of it, as you deserve it. And its free of charge, of course!”

As Loen gives him a wink, Aeon smiles as he grants Loen a peck on the check. He keeps thinking of the places he wants to go. The soft white snow of icelands, the roaring waves of the ocean, the romantic scenery of Ninir, the unique, excellent culture of Wasteland, the blooming petals of the gardens…He wanted to experience it all for so long and two years ago, that chance was granted to him and Marina and he couldn’t be all grateful for it.

As long as the people he loved are there for him, he’s willing to experience all what this world can offer him.

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