The blond male quirked a brow as a soft smile played on his lips and he continued to move them around. The thing about Ezekiel was that no matter who or what a person is or does, so long as they called themselves a part of their life, he would go to extremes to make sure they were happy even if it was sometimes a little over the top and crazy.
But he held a gentle soul, one that had lived through a lot and never seemed to give up. His path in life had changed his perspective on many things, his values weren’t the same as they were when he was a child, but the one thing that did stay was his kindness and love for others. He was a rather selfless person, putting others before himself, even when they weren’t close to him.
Selflessness had been a thing he’d grown up with his whole life, and it had come to be a staple of his character, so to be told he was one of a kind was hard to accept. A low laugh left his lips and he gave a quiet hum in response before vocalizing his thoughts, “I don’t think I’m one of a kind, but I do try to be kind.” He murmured, slowly coming to a pause as the song ended, “But if you want to say I am, I won’t stop you.” He grinned, giving the other male a wink before grabbing a seat and gently pulling the other towards him, “So long as I’m the only one in your eyes, I think I could live in that limelight, even if no one else sees me like you do.” There’d been a point in his life where confidence and ego were all he was, and while he still had those traits, they were softer and much less vibrant than before.
He wasn’t going to be doing astounding things with his life and he was okay with the fact so long as he was happy. The one selfish thing he claimed was his happiness and that of those around him.
Lucas seemed to be a mess, but when he was around Ezekiel, everything seemed to disappear. Every God awful thing disappeared, and he wished he could’ve met the blond sooner. He sometimes had thoughts of doubt, but in situations like dancing in an empty bookstore, all of the doubts went away. It was a new thing for him, having such a curiosity for another person and wanting to learn everything about him.
When the song came to an end and they stopped dancing, a weak smile came across his lips as Zeke spoke and winked, turning around and landing himself in a spot beside the other. “But you are.” He protested quietly, glancing down as he intertwined their fingers together. “You’re unlike anyone I’ve met in this universe. I give you all the props in the world for it.” For making him believe that everything wasn’t as awful as he felt in his 22 years of life. “You’re one of a kind to me. Maybe not to everyone, but to me.” His voice seemed to get quieter, feeling a bit dumb for talking the way he was, but he couldn’t stop the words until it was too late. He hesitated for a moment, thinking of a way to counter the words, but nothing came into his mind. “Sorry.” He mumbled with a nervous laugh.
Luke’s whole life seemed to be a cycle of pain and neglect, and he hated that he had to feel like he needed to hold onto the good things. He didn’t want to believe that he had to feel that way. He may seem clingy, and that could be why he was deemed a lost cause early on, but when he finds the good in someone, he sticks to it until it disappears. He secretly hoped Zeke’s good wouldn’t disappear, but he never kept his hopes up in that sense. He hoped for far too long and nothing really changed in his life, so he made sure to not expect it at this point in it.
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