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Gylve laid there in his bed, absolutely smitten, just reeling from the small slice of attention that Ted gave him earlier that day at school. Everything about him he loved. His intimidating stare, his long blond hair that cascaded onto his perfect face. All he did was smile, and that was enough to send him over the moon.
He thought about how soft his lips would be when they’d kiss. How he would push his beautiful hair behind his ear so he could kiss his cheek. His mind couldn’t stop racing, and he fell deeper and deeper by the minute.