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... shirt and tugged at it slightly. His eyelashes fluttered as he peeked at those green eyes before dropping his gaze back down to his fidgeting hands.
His lips parted, then closed again, hesitating. It was as if he were too shy to speak, his shoulders drawn in ever so slightly.
"Xion," Darius murmured, grasping his delicate chin and lifting his face. "What is it?"
"Um..." Xion bit his lip. "Can I go, please? I’ve never been to church before."
There was a soft, sorro ...
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