Friends Never Say Goodbye

A bright smile broke over his features as Célestin approached him, feeling his heart thrum wildly like it always did when the motley boy was near. “Hey yourself.” He rumbled pleasantly, his voice now a fitting baritone that suited his large frame. His body had filled out nicely and proportionately now that he was a fully grown adult and he noticed with eyes that lingered just a bit too long on Célestin’s body that he was much the same.

“Have you decided?” He asked, the smile fading slightly into an almost forlorn smirk. His limbs felt oddly cold as uncertainty crept up his spine, his heart racing as indecision crept through him. He watched Cél with wide eyes that held a faint glimmer of hope for his friend’s ultimate decision and knew that no matter what it was, he would respect it.  

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