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Heart belongs to Nasir
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Post by Agron on Oct 4, 2017 2:49:41 GMT
blood and battle
ARE ALL I HAVE EVER KNOWN
Agron still couldn't fucking believe it. When Sabri had told him that he was throwing a welcome home party for his younger brother, of course Agron didn't need to think twice about going. Sabri was his best friend and he knew his brother since they were kids. It would be good to see Nasir again after so many years. Agron didn't quite realize though just how good it was to see him. Or how good he looked. Nasir had . . . really grown up. So much for any intention to tease him and treat him like a little brother because . . . damn, Agron did not want to describe him as a brother of heart at all. Throughout the party, he found his gaze going to Nasir, casually resting on him and every time, noticing more and more about him that was making it feel as if his heart was beating heavier in his chest.
He looked different from Sabri. Large eyes framed by thick eyebrows. Colored skin that made Agron feel this odd compulsion to touch it. Long, dark hair that he grew out to his shoulders. And a decent build which held the perfect balance of muscles and leanness. After a few moments Agron would avert his gaze away from him. Eventually, when he stole a glance and noticed that Nasir was finally alone -- considering he was the guest of honor for this party -- Agron decided to approach him. Beer in hand, he made his way to the younger brother of his best friend. "Enjoying your party?" He asked with a smile. Fuck. He looked even better close up.
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