“I made this for you.” Pollux’s eyes go wide. “For me?” “Yes. To express my inside emotions when I fake my smiles.” His throat bobs as he covers his mouth. “When you fake your smiles…inside you’re an angry bee?” “Correct.” His eyes close. “Forgive me. That is too adorable for words, and it feels like my brain is shutting down.” I am going to stab him. And, yet, this is an appropriate reaction. Finally. Took a minute to get there, but I am pleased with the results.
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