The Barma was conflicted, if he were to be honest. He was never good at reading another’s feelings – not even his own. Logic was all he knew, affection was another thing. It was a concept that appeared to be absent from his family, though Arthur seemed to try harder than most.
Glancing down at the other, his own gaze unfaltering. He wouldn’t deny that the kiss, and that smile, created a small flutter in his chest.
"Aye,“ Rufus answered, fingers brushing across the bandages that seemed more abundant upon the man. "And the youngest brother missed him dearly.”
His features softened once he heard those words. If him going away for a while meant hearing Rufus say those sort of words then maybe he ought to disappear from sight more. - But on a second thought though, this didn’t sound like a good idea at all for not being able to see him more than a few days was already very unbearable.
Levi shooed the immature thought away immediately before he pulled the other closer; the back of his finger gently brushing Rufus’ cheek as he rested his forehead against his. Honestly he wanted to steal a kiss but the thought of him getting hit by the famous fan of the Barma made him hesitate.
“That’s good then, I hope the other party also made it clear that they missed him as well, so very much.”
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