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His smile did not leave him, thought as he listened to the male he could not help but to hang on to every word he said, his own silver eyes unbreaking from the other though the other could not meet his gaze. It occurred often in his presence, and even more so by the power of a simple compliment that could mean so much more if one dared to believe. 

"alexander," 

the name rolled off his lips, yet, he was overcome with a sense of awe. It was a regal name, handsome, fitting for the male before him. Alexander, Alexander, Alexander. It was a name he could not forget, even if he wanted to. Yet, the next row of words came what seemed, too long after, both had settled in a silence that spoke volumes they both could not understand. Adonis was honest, above all qualities, and the inquiry was no exception, no matter how much the causal question made him rethink the barriers he had put up before their encounter. 
 
"you are simply beautiful.. there could be no harm in letting you know," he stepped forward without a thought, no mind to how the other may react, for it was a controversial statement with many meanings behind it's various suggestions. "but no, you are different," while he often made blunt observations, he had never stuck around to receive a reply, not like he was doing now for he could not bring himself to break away from the conversation even if he wanted to attempt it. There was but little time to spend with the beautiful eyed boy, he knew, before their time would run out and Adonis would move on as he always did. In any case, Alexander was different in many ways. He was the only one Adonis had felt drawn to in some while, yet not all strangers challenged him the way the other did. It was, in many ways, refreshing. While ladies and men alike would swoon and fall at his heels, the other boy did not. It was a great mystery to him, one he was bent on solving.