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Damien did not answer; probably because his reasons were pettiful and weak and he knew it. Cicero did not understand why he made things so difficult; perhaps because to Cicero, feeling adoration and lust for his brother was like breathing air. It wasn't something he could stop doing. It was as logical as the earth turning and the sun melting into the moon at dawn and dusk.

Why. It was perhaps the one answer that Cicero could not eloquently answer, for his feelings for Damien we natural and logical. He had never felt any different about them, and while he understood Damien to be confused Cicero still imagined that he must feel the same at least to some degree. He had reciprocated the feelings, after all. Twice.

There was a long silence as Cicero merely returned the stare that Damien gave, melting in his brother's eyes. Anger, frustration; but even more than that confusion, fear. "Damien has felt it. It was in his eyes. Why is difficult to explain when every fragment of being with you is like..." A thoughtful look overcame Cicero's face while he picked a metaphor. "Like the thrill of life passing by your teeth. Like feeling the blood of your enemies seep along your tongue. It is like the rush of fueled rage and at the same time, like the most peaceful moment there ever was. Like sitting by a stream on a sunny day without a care in the world, just happy to be." Cicero did not hold the pretense that Damien would care about words. He wasn't a wolf of words. He was a wolf of anger, actions, determination. Cicero liked that about him. But words were unfortunately Cicero's only weapon of choice, and so he had to try.

"And more than any of that, it is because our love is as natural as the air we breathe. You have felt it too, I -- Cicero saw it in your eyes." Cicero's face remained cool all the while, little of the in depth emotions that he described visible on his stoic expression. He longed for the return of his brother by his side, and he knew that Damien had felt exactly what Cicero had described.

Now all that remained was for Damien to answer the question.

Why?