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⠀⠀ ⠀ his entire world stalled as he heard the words — already half - turning before warm hand takes his , eyes wide .
his entire face has gone slack with shock , something fragile in him — something shattered — mended itself just a bit .
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“ i * was. “
nodding, however practically sprinting the short distance to snatch at a hand. pulling gingerly.
“ i promise i am as real as it gets. “
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⠀⠀ ⠀ a potent pause — before he speaks — grief breaking a voice once alight with mirth .
⠀⠀ ⠀ 〝 you're not — real . you're dead . 〞
⠀⠀ ⠀ voice breaks on the last word — and he turns his back to the figure . beginning to move away .
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⠀⠀ ⠀〝 . . i don't want to . not yet . that side of me . . 〞
a shudder , leaning into the warmth of the touch . he's closing his eyes — before opening them again .
〝 it's all good , alright 𖤠 〞
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⠀⠀ ⠀〝 i can handle it . don't worry . it's nothing fade hasn't sprung on me before . 〞
⠀⠀ ⠀a small , reassuring smile — leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek . wrapping arms around him .
〝 . . the fear of it happening again . the . . 〞
the bloodlust .