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Eyes still closed, Tony relaxes; a smile slowly illuminates his face. BonBon is glad to have met him. If it weren't for my curse, sweet one...
"You've grown bolder."
A corner of Tony's lips moves, and the smile becomes a smirk.
"Have I? Or have you grown fond?"
For a terrifying second, BonBon considers telling everything. Four days left. It's not like he can change anything.
"I fail to see how those are mutually exclusive," he says instead, and tastes the smirk from Tony's mouth.
Four days later, he disappears, hoping they can meet again.