[ he doesn't really have time to wonder about what baam and maria would think, which is for the better, honestly. though somewhere in the back of his mind he wonders if their positions will be reversed before they can leave this forest. things he'll quietly worry about while juggling everything else. at least he's always been good at multi-tasking.
anna might not be a princess of zahard, but from the second he sees her, khun can see she's fitting of the title. there's a certain way princesses hold themselves across the universes it seems, and he smiles, gentle and nostalgic. even still, there's no delay in him squeezing back, letting his thoughts refocus again.
he gives anna a friendly wave to go with the smile. ]
My name's Khun. Red and blue make purple, I hear. [ that might be a very rare dig at himself, or maybe it's just appreciation for the way his boyfriend sees things—the smile he throws his way certainly seems to suggest the latter. ]
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anna might not be a princess of zahard, but from the second he sees her, khun can see she's fitting of the title. there's a certain way princesses hold themselves across the universes it seems, and he smiles, gentle and nostalgic. even still, there's no delay in him squeezing back, letting his thoughts refocus again.
he gives anna a friendly wave to go with the smile. ]
My name's Khun. Red and blue make purple, I hear. [ that might be a very rare dig at himself, or maybe it's just appreciation for the way his boyfriend sees things—the smile he throws his way certainly seems to suggest the latter. ]
Every family needs a princess.