When consciousness has drifted back to his physical body, Rion immediately felt himself smiling as he clinged on Augustus' arms. Snuggled so closely that personal needed proximity has turned nonexistent.
As much as he used to complain about such matters before, with the pop star, it just felt... right. Like he was always meant to end up in that place, in that time.
All his mornings has turned differently. Although the alone peace he used to perceive as perfect has disappeared, it was replaced by a yet better experience.
Every morning he opened his eyes, he would instantly be greeted the most beautiful sight in his front; Augustus Immaculata sleeping soundly with disheveled hair and slightly parted mouth.
He always wondered how the pop star could manage to look that good. In everythin
