Lyre swallowed as he watched Rain approach.
"Wait a minute," Rain immediately stopped. "How did you get in here?" He asked as he blinked to make sure he didn't conjure such a handsome young boy.
Lyre said nothing, he kept glancing at Rain with his hands fisted by the side as if he were ready to take flight at the slightest provocations.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Rain furrowed his brows as he came close to Lyre, who was trying, so badly to plaster himself to the wall.
He kept on swallowing as he watched the handsome boy.
Lyre's heart was beating fast at the thought of what the boy might do to him should he speak.
"What's wrong?" Rain closed the distance between them.
Lyre flinched when Rain tried to touch his face. He closed his eyes as he prepared for a stroke of power on him.
And when he felt nothing like that, he opened his eyes to see the boy staring at him.
