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today's story; a wall, some paint, and a spark of rebellion. left my mark in colors call it graffiti, call it art. just a cool guy with a charming face doing his thing 🎨🧢

The city lights shimmered far below, but their world was quiet and close. Geisler’s Ziyu, wrapped in soft cream knit, leaned into the calm with gentle eyes full of trust, while Wyrmharrow’s Xuning, steady in his charcoal tones, watched over him with quiet command. Between bites of shared food and unspoken glances, love passed between them—not loud, but certain, like a promise whispered under the stars: stay close, I’ve got you. Under stars, with city lights like distant fireflies, dominance didn’t need to be loud, and love didn’t need words. Just a hand on a knee, a lingering gaze, and the quiet promise: you’re safe with me, every step and breath.
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