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this was written a while back (like, 3 years ago) lol hope you enjoy

i

Silver threatens to overtake his blue skies and maybe, for once, he's prepared for the storm that ensues after the calm.

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ii

Nezumi is full of many things –

(light, dark, sadness, anger)

– and it's in the way he holds his own against Sion's force that Sion finds comfort in the lulling words and gentle presence and hopes that happily ever after's do exist.

(Especially for them.)

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iii

"I'm not sure about anything," Nezumi half-whispers, voice hoarse with pre-seasonal cold. "I'm not sure about where we go after this or if there truly is such thing as heaven and hell. But –"

He threads his fingers around Sion's like spider-web.

" – I think I'd be alright following wherever you go."

Sion nearly laughs.

"Nezumi, I think that's your cold talking."

Nezumi's eyes flutter shut and he sounds far away when he replies.

"Maybe."

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iv

Sorry, Okaa-san, but I think I'd like to stay with Nezumi just a little bit more.

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v

Fire rains down on them and under the influence of the moon do they find peace between the cracked edges and rough ends.

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vi

Sion studies the lines of his palms.

"No one's are the same," he states matter-of-factly to a Nezumi that may or may not be listening. "It's kind of amazing, really."

Nezumi lazily lifts his head up from the pillow and stares at Sion. "Amazing?"

"Yeah, like–" Sion grabs Nezumi's hand and begins to trace the lines of his palms, " – you'll never meet another person with the same lines as you. We're different, but we're human. I think that's amazing."

Their eyes lock by accident and by instinct does Nezumi lean in close.

"You're really one crazy kid," he breathes.

Sion interlocks his hand with Nezumi's and smiles.

"Yeah."

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vii

The third kiss they share is rough and rushed and over as soon as it starts –

But fireworks explode and planets move and Sion feels his head spinning and perhaps this is alright.

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viii

Certain days or certain times, Nezumi leans his head unto the crook of Sion's neck.

"You won't go anywhere, will you?"

His breath is shallow and concerning and he sounds as if he's fighting something he can't win. Sion brings his hand up to Nezumi's head and strokes it slowly, gently, calmingly.

"Of course," Sion murmurs reassuringly. "I could never leave you behind."

Nezumi wraps his arms around Sion's small frame and hugs him until they could fuse together.

"I love you," he whispers. It's so low that Sion struggles to hear it, but maybe it's the movement of Nezumi's lips on his bare skin that interpret the words.

Regardless, Sion returns the hug, smiling.

"I love you, too."

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