He looked at her like she was the sun, in that he never looked at her except in frustration. He basked in her warmth, he complained when she was gone, but he never really looked. On days when she was muted he complained. On days when she was stronger, he hid from her. He never looked at her until she was leaving, and in the beauty of the sunset he wondered how he had never seen her before.
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Genders may be reversed.
Cinder ♡
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