A tiny human took a fancy to a dragon who guarded treasures.
He asked sincerely, "Would you be my boyfriend?"
The dragon: "Are you sick?"
The human, reduced to a stand-in, fawned on him humbly. "It's enough if you're willing to love me. I don't mind being a substitute."
The dragon lorded it over him, basking in all the adoration...
Just as he was about to graciously accept this human, the human became his archenemy's man. The two of them stood face to face...
Things to know before reading:
Top: One of the three kings of the dragon clan [Cold and domineering on the surface, but cries easily and needs comforting in private]
Bottom: A mage [Insecure and overthinks everything on the surface, but is obsessive and gloomy in private]
One-on-one, both are each other's only partners
Comments and corrections welcome
Theme: Live on tenaciously, like a little blade of grass
