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that. i'm way sexier than i was then, no? ”
he tried to joke, to lightened up the mood. but it wasn't ... easy. not as his eyes took in how the male was dressed ... and that line on his hitai ate. so much things changed.
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he couldn't blame him. must feel like seeing a ghost—— even more so after all these years.
shisui smiled, ever so small —— it didn't even quite reach his eye. the other eye, well where it was supposed to be, hidden underneath a patch. he looked like a pirate.*
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i'm dreaming. i know i'm just dreaming.
❴ cruel, isnt it .ᐣ he lost track of how many times shisui has been there to torment his mind, whether itachi was awake or not.
declining eyesight didn't help. of course not. silly itachi. ❵
you're not real.
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but infinitely cooler. right?
“ while i am touched that you dreamed of me so often ... ”
he took a few steps closer, slowly, as if to not scare him away. he knew better than to approach the prodigy when not invited.
“ i doubt your imagination is as good as
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