he continues combing fingers through dice’s hair, his heart and shoulders so much lighter. now that he’s finally presented dice with that dedication, that glimpse into parts of his soul like never before, he feels closer for it. like this won’t break. this is something permanent between. )
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( gentaro, please.
he continues combing fingers through dice’s hair, his heart and shoulders so much lighter. now that he’s finally presented dice with that dedication, that glimpse into parts of his soul like never before, he feels closer for it. like this won’t break. this is something permanent between. )