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as both of these idiots grew closer,⠀they bloomed a warm and chaotic friendship.⠀lilith gifting vévaios things he liked,⠀vév on the other hand forging weapons designed specifically for her.⠀it was almost as if they were in a relationship,⠀though lilith doubt that would ever happen.

though,⠀there was a time where lilith felt like there were butterflies in her stomach,⠀heat growing onto her face,⠀her hair was decorated with blooming flowers,⠀and all because of one person — vév.

he had first gifted her a scythe,⠀decorated in lilacs and made of fine metal.⠀it matched her aesthetic and her abilities quite well.⠀she had thanked him with a soft kiss on the cheek,⠀making him go red.⠀happily,⠀lilith walked away with a weapon she would cherish dearly.

"did she really just do that⠀?"⠀the half angel asked to himself,⠀not yet calm from what happened several minutes ago,⠀as he was still as red as his hair.⠀and that moment⠀..⠀he was thinking of that moment for quite a while,⠀if i'm being honest.




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