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{/Out of fatigue, the Metallica closed his eye lids. In the faint light that diminished the darkness of the lonely area, Angus’ whiten lashes of his eye’s shimmered, like crystals. It was faint, but the boy’s features held a small smile, that was subjected to only grow from now on. Though, his skin was made of metal, and was indefinitely cold, Angus felt… The boy felt warm for the very first time in his short life. What was warmth to be exact? It was what the sun radiated 8 minutes away from the sun, was it not? …. No, that definition did now sound right, what so ever.

Angus thought about it for a little bit, his smile, indeed, growing wider. The boy contently sighed as a human would.} “….War-mth is when… two enti-ties are close… When feelings are mu-tual… That is- also warmth.”

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Angus reopened his eye’s, his crystal blue optics penetrating a gaze into the man’s eye’s above him.

"And… also when they feel they could make each other happy and satisfied."

> The words came off his mouth unconsciously, he didn’t quite knew what love would be like, but… the words seemed to be a good description. He held the boy tightly and kissed his forehead. The feel in his heart was warming and comfortable. He just wanted to spend some time embracing the boy. It felt, indeed, really good.

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{/Angus was a subject to abuse. School was what he was most afraid of, leaving him to… more like having the boy want to- reside inside. Humans did this, and a Human Raido was. But the man seemed to be accustomed to what Angus was, and showed no signs of betrayal. At least not in this life any way. All Angus wanted was to be held as he was at this moment- in an endearing fashion. To know what it was like to feel warmth of what humans were capable of knowing. And finally, in this moment, it seems… Maybe Angus is finally getting what he always wanted so much. Was that sort of thing that androgynous to ask for…?}

“….. Is love… when you feel a warm sensation in your core..?” {/The boy reached a hand up, gently pressing it against the place where Raido’s heart resided. Or where Angus’ corse rested as well.}

"I…"
> Raido stopped for a moment. He have never felt the love effections in his whole life. But what he felt now… was it also love? It was just so confusing.

"…Yes. It is."

> He looked up the boy, gazing into his eyes while he stroked the boy’s blonde hair.

G’Night!!!

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“No, Rai-do-kun, I would never do such a thing unless you show signs, or wants of abuse towards me. Other-wise, my appendages, would be no where on you in a terrifying atti-tude.” {/Angus looked to the Summoner. His innocence seemed radiate throughout the boy, even if he was an android, artificial… The boy seemed more human than even humans seemed human…} 

> Raido fell in silence. Abuse? He would never abuse the boy— even that what they did was something weird to the robot, he was in agreement on doing so. He gazed to the floor. Gazed to the robot, and returned to look at the floor. The Summoner scratched the back of his own neck.

"If you say so… Well… I was going to say that… this feel is probably.. uh, love..?"

> Raido closed both eyes, afraid of what the boy would say in response.

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{/The child has never felt such comfort, in all of his living years. He is only 15, and to be without the feeling of comfort and protection, given to him by someone else was so foreign to him. But alike their acts prior, it was new, and inviting. The metal boy enjoyed their company and enjoyed their little acts. Angus was smiling, resting in the man’s arms.}

“I do not know what these feelings are I am holding for you…”

> Raido’s spine shivered a little by the boy’s kind words. A good and confortable feeling took him, making him give a large smile. He kissed Angus’ forehead.

"Probably it is… nah, if I say, you would slap my face, hahaha…"

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G’Evening!!

G’Night.