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Seeing Wolfram in Earth clothing was odd and yet amazing. The torn jeans and untucked shirts we so different from his usual pristine appearance, that Yuuri found himself staring at Wolfram for long periods of time, if only to intake the image and imprint it on his memory.
One morning, unparticular, Wolfram came down the stairs in a large shirt and shorts, and the vision that he created of exposed legs and arms hit Yuuri so hard that he felt like he had to sit down for a moment.
Man…how far he had come. What had once been usual to him, had become so unusual and foreign from his daily life that it now seemed strange. In Shin Makoku, people didn't generally run around with their legs and arms exposed, well, except for lady Celi, but that was different. Seeing Wolfram in such attire was like seeing him in a completely new light.
Quite frankly, it was a light that made Wolfram seem just as beautiful, if not more, than usual.
Yuuri could get used to it.