100 Drabbles

33/100: Echo, Solace

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"Marco," Solace called out, hearing it echo through the library. He listened closely, pausing his breathing to really focus in. A faint polo was heard, coming from the history section of the library.

Taking the stairs two at a time, Solace found Seto sitting down by a stack of books, flipping through them lazily. A language rolled off his tongue, echoing off the walls. Solace walked overly quietly and sat behind him, allowing Seto to lean back and rest against him.

Solace sat quietly, running fingers through Seto's hair as his voice echoed on the walls as he read the book. The language sounded rough to pronounce, but Solace still loved it.

Word count: 112