𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧.

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You knew his eyes were red, but you hadn't expected for them to be this clear.

It was a shade of red that wasn't easy to describe. They twinkled with a certain gleam like that of an angry wolf, but the way he looked at you was gentle, calm, as if the liquid rubies in his eyes gave you warmth akin to a kindling fire. That alone almost took your breath away, you couldn't name one person who gave you a look like that - it was like he cared.

You hastily looked away, embarrassment coloring your cheeks yet again for the nth time today.

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