“I bought you flowers,” the man-in-blue croons thickly into his ear. “Do you like them?”

“They are dead, you moron,” the boy replies, but we see that his cheeks are still flushed. He looks…embarrassed…but yet…happy? Oh, what a contradiction.

“But my heart is still alive for you,” the man continues to whisper as he dares to taste the golden boy’s skin. “Mmm…alive for you…”