g9ds:
»Of course you look horrible. Your wings are slowly, quietly rotting. It hasn’t reached your real flesh yet, so there’s no bad smell, but it hurts. It burns and you don’t have the energy to morph them away. You manage a smile, though.
“..Hey.”
>Your expression changes drastically when he smiles at you. You want to cry. In fact, when you inch closer to him, you feel the tears leaking out of your eyes.
»Somehow, you find it in you to pull yourself up, finding your footing after a few moments. You need him. You need to touch him, hold him. Make sure he’s still real.
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»Ew. This kiss is gross and salty but fuck if you care you’re eager to kiss him back, kind of. Slow and desperate. If...
fuckmother reblogged this from g9ds-blog and added:
“I knowv.”>You kiss him. You want him to know that you care about him, that nothin is ever his fault.
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