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Update

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Merry belated Christmas, happy holidays, and a happy early new year as well.

I'm still actually unavailable.

It may take a while yet to buy a computer, my priorities have that a little low on my list. I will on occasion come online, but until I'm able to afford another laptop, during the holidays, I'll likely just sleep through the little window I can come online.

But I am doing well. I am taking care of things one by one and they're looking up by the minute.

I hope that the end of the year has been kind to you all. ))

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Marluxia blinked for a moment, his face taking on a pinkish tinge. Had Demyx really called him his love? Not to mention the fact that Demyx essentially said 'you is my love'. Marluxia found it oddly adorable that Demyx had tried speaking French for him. "And you are mine, mon amour," Marluxia said softly before kissing the other deeply.

Demyx kissed him back, glad he’d gotten the words right. His own face was red as well, and he lowered his hands a bit.

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Marluxia chuckled lightly. "Mon nénuphar est beau. Mon nénuphar is handsome, beautiful."

"Oh, that’s what it means." Demyx lightly kissed the other. "You know… I’m just like the water, so I’m reflecting your natural beauty. Tu est mon amour, so it’s only right."

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Marluxia snorted before nipping at his ear. "French for the both of us? I think I can manage that." Marluxia hummed for a moment before nuzzling against the other's ear. "Mon nénuphar, vous êtes beau."

"What about me again?" Demyx asked with a red blush. He knew it wasn’t bad however.

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"Lucky then for you, it is my first language, eh?" Marluxia replied, smiling as the other kissed his cheek.

"Yeah, you can speak it for us both." He chuckled.

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Marluxia smiled wide and pressed closer to the other. "Very comfortable, mon nénuphar."

"I flunked french in high school." He kissed the pinket on the neck.

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Marluxia nuzzles against Demyx and hums a happy note.

He holds him tighter in his arms. “Comfy, Mar?”

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-kisses Demyx out of nowhere for reasons that involve missing him-

The kiss surprised him, but the Nocturne wrapped both arms around Marluxia and returned the favour.