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The sun started to slowly fade away from the sky; the sky turning into an array of red's and oranges as nighttime began to emerge. The faint outline of stars glistening clearly in the sky made Freed smile. He turns to look at Laxus who he had to admit looked incredibly handsome at the time. His hair was messier and his coat hung loosely off of his figure. The sun was shining on the right side of his face; defining his eyes and lips. Freed resists the urge to trace his lightning scar, but immediately heats up at Laxus's gaze.
"So Laxus" Freed starts, removing his set gaze from Laxus to the path in front of him. They were walking along the beach. And Freed loved looking at each individual grain of sand. He didn't quite know why, but inspecting it brought some sort of accomplishment and
