[It's funny, Klavier would have never thought Apollo would put his happiness in such high esteem. (Not to be humble--far from it. Klavier was never one to downplay his own importance when it came to his own popularity). Especially before they dated, he had assumed that--while acquaintances--Apollo had more important things to worry about. Cases, rent, getting his paycheck on tie,, his boss...the list goes on. But here he was, putting him before anything else in his life, smiling at him like the sun rose just for him...
It was truly the happiest he'd been, with this man in his arms, holding him close so he could look into those warm brown eyes that reminded him of warm chocolate, sincerity in them that he had long thought had been lost from the world. It was perfect.
He was perfect.
And nothing says it more than how he grabs Apollos face with his palms, cupping his cheeks and cradling it gently.]
Herr Forehead! I'd argue that until the end of time!
[He says in a singsong voice, trying to keep himself from laughing too hard.
It's true, though. They're lawyers by occupation and nature. They're destined to debate until the end of time. Or until the 3rd day in court because Japanifornia added in an express lane for murders.]
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It was truly the happiest he'd been, with this man in his arms, holding him close so he could look into those warm brown eyes that reminded him of warm chocolate, sincerity in them that he had long thought had been lost from the world. It was perfect.
He was perfect.
And nothing says it more than how he grabs Apollos face with his palms, cupping his cheeks and cradling it gently.]
Herr Forehead! I'd argue that until the end of time!
[He says in a singsong voice, trying to keep himself from laughing too hard.
It's true, though. They're lawyers by occupation and nature. They're destined to debate until the end of time. Or until the 3rd day in court because Japanifornia added in an express lane for murders.]