Long-ge's Literatures
A chance meeting.
Miles hadn’t always been so proud of his scar.
“…I don’t think this is legal, Miles.”
“Oh shut up, goodie two shoes. It’s fine as long as we don’t get caught.”
Surprise! :]
When the heck did this guy become so needy?
The avian just let out a sigh. “What do you wanna eat?”
“Egg… fried,” mumbled Long-ge.
“You care about your face, don’t you?” asked Long-ge, exasperated. “What’re you gonna do if it gets infected and leaves a scar?”
Yards had suddenly fallen ill with a high fever and, well, Miles would sooner break a leg than leave his little sister at home to fight off her ailment on her lonesome.
Do you remember that day, 10 years ago, when you were still young, raw and lost?
Miles literally doesn't know a thing.
Every ten times Miles breaks into Long-ge's apartment, the dragon contemplates returning the favour.
Spectre finally catches wind of Miles and Long-ge's relationship...
This was peak bad sportsmanship.
God, he'd been waiting for this moment since the morning.
Sometimes they would simply pass by each other, sticking out a tongue or flipping the bird before carrying on into the night.
Other times they would run.