บท 203: You can’t stay mad when you’re lover acting like a happy puppy

"The Primordial Seed," 

He paused immediately after that, watching me with unblinking, careful eyes. I could hear his beating heart, the rustling grass and leaves, the blowing wind, and even the faint chatters from somewhere far. 

But not the sound of his breath.

The palms on my cheeks were slightly colder, telling me he was truly nervous when he uttered those words--which I had never heard before.

And that was why I was confused. "Umm...what is...a Primordial Seed?"

For a few seconds, Natha was completely still. I wasn't even sure I could hear his heartbeat. But he wasn't breathing for sure. And then his eyes started to shake, and the fingers upon my cheeks trembled slightly. He opened his mouth, but all I could hear was the quiet sound of an airy gasp, as if he was just surfacing after nearly getting drowned.

Definitely not a response I expected to get from asking a question back.