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limbs tangled, bodies held.
soft-spoken whispers and gentle movements.
reassurance wordlessly expressed through futakuchi's actions.
rubbing small circles around the other boy's back whose face was buried against the chest of date tech's number 2.
he tried to slow down aone's breathing pattern who was currently having a small breakdown after being too mentally overwhelmed.
pressing tender kisses on his forehead after running his fingers through his white hair, futakuchi pulled him closer.
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"it'll be okay..."
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YOU ARE READING
steady breaths and tears (aofuta)
Fanfiction"it'll be okay..." - lowercase intended.
