The freezing yet welcome touch behind my back belonged to a woman.
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Whom I cannot remember.
Her voice was so familiarly dull, her sentence was short but fatal.
I heard myself silently plead.
This time, not pleading for help.
But pleading for love.
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'Pfft.'
How funny.
I'm pleading for love.
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How nostalgic.
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He finally understood why you were always so scared.
This 'thing' is not obedient.
But it is so beautiful.
The 'monster' became attached to him.
His stuttering breathing forced him to stare.
It captivated him, he couldn't take his eyes off it.
You said it looked disorientating.
You said it looked like echoes of your past.
You said it looked like you.
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With a soft and gentle smile, he whispered back to your voice, whom is crouching before his collapsed body.
He was so concentrated at your voice that he didn't realize that you fell. When he heard you tripped, he snapped back.
His gaze was glued to you, but it was your back that faced him.
It seemed to hurt him a lot.
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He realized he was always the one in front of you.
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'Did you perhaps also felt the same?'
A flash of blinding light struck his attention. He glances over to see a man talking to you. Thoughts rammed through his head, wondering if he could be harmful.
He had the sudden urge to help you.
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'No, protect her.'
Don't you think you're out of character?
'...'
Is this what it feels like to fall in love?
'...'
Seeing her so troubled makes me want to survive too.
'...?'
I don't have a name, but I have a desire.
'You?'
I want to be like every other voice. But even if I try, I'd barely slip through her lips. These actions never seemed to present me with answers.
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Voice | Yuri On Ice!! | Yuri Plisetsky
Fanfiction[HIGHEST RANKING] 1st in Yuri [HIGHEST RANKING 6/6] 1st in Mute From the void within my throat, a monster would crawl out. It have its own appearance. It have its own desires. It is my Voice. ********* (Y/N) is a cursed girl whose being control...
