The Labyrinth of Love
While Theodore's hand was caressing Joseph's hair.
"It's so pretty," Joseph was fascinated by the stars.
"Yes, it is pretty," Theodore replied, but he wasn't talking about the stars. He was talking about the person who was laying their head on his chest. Theodore wasn't interested in the stargazing at all. For Theodore, the only star was Joseph.
"I wish I could look up at them closely," Joseph sighed.
"That's sad. I'm already looking at my star, that too closely," Theodore said with a sweet voice.
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