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“ Who are you calling little man? ” Lio murmured, though he didn’t seem to be offended in the slightest. If anything he had a few tricks up his sleeve when it came to lifting the much larger male. While he didn’t seem physically capable on his own, he did have a bit of a special power to use to his advantage.

Just as Galo stood up and pulled his arms out, Lio immediately snaps his fingers, a whirl of pink and yellowish flames cloaking his smaller figure as he geared up in his Burnish armor, immediately towering over the blue haired man before carefully reaching down to pick Galo up.

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Lio had followed Galo home, he couldn’t really remember why. He and his generals were staying at a shelter currently with a lot of the other Burnish. Ignis had offered them jobs at Burning Rescue however once things had settled down a bit. It had been a few months since they had all lost their Promare and Kray’s plan.

Lio didn’t like to be surprised when others touched him, that was his only thing. And he had his reasons for it. However, he wanted this and could see what Galo was doing, so he was fine on that regard. Those he was close with, like Meis and Gueira, he didn’t really feel such a need with. He could see getting there with Galo though.

He just felt out of sorts lately, didn’t really know why. Hence the request for well this now hug from his friend. What he didn’t expect was to be called “kiddo”. Lio was twenty-one, and yes he may look much younger be he was definitely not a kid or kiddo by any means. “Don’t call me that...” His voice quiet but demanding.

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The Ex Burnish found himself drifting with fatigue on his way to the lounge after a long night of restless sleep. Unaware of his surroundings, he found himself suddenly colliding with a tall, muscular figure which immediately caused the small blonde to stagger back just slightly upon impact. After blinking the tiredness from his eyes, reality slowly settled in when Lio finally realized that the tall figure he had just bumped into moments ago was indeed Galo as they were locked in eye contact. 

Just as he was about to say something in response to the other man, he was suddenly greeted with the warmth of a gentle hand placed upon his forehead, something that caught him completely by surprised, but it was to be expected from a man who cared so deeply for his friends. 

Soft Sunday Meme | ACCEPTING (SUNDAYS ONLY)

@pyrefcrged asked: Places they don’t like being touched non-sexually?

Lio definitely doesn’t like his feet or face to be touched, though it also depends entirely on the type of situation he’s in (like if he’s getting massage or something relevant that requires someone to touch him in those areas)

@pyrefcrged asked:

"lio!" galo picked up his pace to catch up to the smaller man as he headed towards the entrance. when he stopped to turn around, galo held out his hand, presenting a small box with a shiny gold outside that was wrapped with a red ribbon. "i forgot to give you this for valentine's day, so please enjoy these chocolates!"

    “Oh?”  Light footsteps paused as he turned toward the other.  Pale fingers reach out, closing around the little offering.  Right, Valentine’s.  That ridiculous holiday full of red hearts and chocolates.  He’d never paid it much heed before, other than to scoff about it.  But to get something from someone as earnest as Galo... It was kind of endearing.

IT’S SO FLUFFY!  //  sentence starters

  send in one of these for my muse’s (RECEIVER) reaction to your muse (SENDER) … ( SLIDE ) sliding their hand down mine’s back.

Lio had been changing back in Galo’s room, planning to stay over tonight. He jumped a bit when he felt a hand on his back, but calmed once he realized it was just Galo. “Sorry. Didn’t hear you.” Lio had always been like this. He much preferred being able to see who was touching him and was more comfortable with it with those he trusted. Galo fit into those categories, but he still preferred to see what was happening. Though, he hadn’t actually told him that yet. 

♧ - to tuck my muse in to bed