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‘ do you ever look at him and wonder if he moans as pretty as he looks. ’ [zariel -> boreas / brat mode, nooo]
" If he -- no! " Oh, his face is turning red really quick. " I'd never have such distasteful thoughts about a friend! " And as if he'd admit that to the rather scary boyfriend of said friend.
[M!A: Teen!Boreas] "N-North?" Boreas called out softly. After a very arduous trek, half-flown, he'd /finally/ made it to Santoff Claussen. Exhausted, shaking, and still sniffling, he was hoping to find his friend. "A-are you here?"
Hearing a voice calling for him had caught North's attention. He came out of his work shop, wiping his hands clean on a rag. A concerned expression came over his face when he realized that the sylph was sniffling. "I'm here Boreas. What's wrong?"
