one shoot about Zed and Robes i just got this idea. i own nothing
Zed
Zed looked up at the extravagant house that was the residence of Robes. Why did someone need such things? He hated him. The stupid arrogant blond who thought he owned the whole world because he was a handsome, rich,and a shard caster. Screw him. As far as Zed was concerned he was just an obstacle. Who was he trying to kid he wanted him. It only made sense to be with the most powerful sharde caster in the land but, what did it matter he would never think of him in that way.
Robes
Robes looked down standing on his balcony. He was lost in thought about Zed. He was so intrigued by his wild nature and power. He wanted to talk and be with him freely. He was like the wind constantly blowing he wanted to feel the wind brush through his hair. Not did it matter someone as stubborn as Zed would even talk to him. He could only wish.