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Day Two 💀💣🔥

““You kept your promise.” Asher pulled Levi into a hug. “You found me.” Levi closed his eyes, his body still shaking, and leaned his head against Asher’s chest. This is wrong. I know it’s wrong. But I need him. No. I want him.”

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“I don’t think you’re rubbing off on me,” he mused, tone flat, “I think this is who I’ve always been.”

““People don’t like me,” Shade gave as his response. “They tolerate me.” “Gael likes you.” He couldn’t argue with him there. Gael did like him, but… “He’s the only one.” “Dario seems to like you too,” Apollo corrected. “And Axel spoke highly of you. It’s not that people don’t like you, Shade, it’s that you don’t like yourself. It’s kind of hard to see the world with your head always tipped down.””

“I’m fading into oblivion, unable to keep my senses, but I’m coherent enough to ask the question that has an answer I’m afraid of. “Can we stay?” And in that split second, my heart freezes. Until⁠— “Yes.””

“The decision shaped my rage into something solid and certain in my gut, as tangible as any weapon. There were demons beneath my skin, and they lived to serve my devil. There was nothing I wasn’t capable of doing for him. All I had to do was surrender.”

¡HARPEEEER!

Es absolutamente nostálgica. Siento que se viene una bomba al nivel de un volcán en erupción, un colapso en que se va todo al re carajo, porque un pasado así nunca puede terminar bien.

“I smiled at him—a deceptively calm surface. Like the ocean with its raging, unknowable depths, sharks swam beneath my skin, and there was blood in the water.”

“Jonah called me Devil, and it was far from the worst thing I’d ever been called. I wished he were right, though. I wished I were the devil. I wished I were this vile, evil thing incapable of love. But I wasn’t. I was human. And I craved love so much it made me sick. Maybe, just maybe, he could be the one to love me.”

““Give me that,” I snapped, voice slightly raspy from my coughing fit as I reached for it. He pulled it out of reach. “Nuh-uh. I know you’re not a smoker now, City Boy. These things are bad for ya.” Indignation burned within me at his condescending attitude. “You smoke them!” “Yeah. But I’m bad for ya too.””

“The first rule of running was to never get comfortable. The second was to always keep moving. Staying here this long? I was probably breaking both.”

“Pain. That’s all I feel. With every punch to my jaw, every kick to my stomach, every jab to my chest, it’s all pain. I cry. I scream. I thrash. My nose cracks. Pain. My finger breaks. Pain. My ribs throb. Pain. Levi’s smiling face, contorted into pure hatred, mixed with anguish, coated with joy⁠— Pain.”

“His soul was always meant to be taken by me but not like this.”

“Again, those fluttering butterflies sprout in my chest, but I can’t forget that they’re actually moths. Hesitantly, I bring my fingers up to his collar, feeling the leather under my skin. It’s both rough and smooth, almost like him, and a look of bliss coats his face as I touch it. “Tell me about your darkness,” I dare say, tugging lightly on his collar which causes him to moan.”