Fics like 1863, December

Dark eyelashes brush against pale skin. The witness is dressed like a man, but his features appear feminine--hence Sano’s presumption of his youth. There’s nothing masculine about him, and in fact he’s almost lovely. Heisuke swallows hard. Sano chances a glance at his younger friend. Heisuke’s hands are steady, but they’re fisted, and he’s looking at the other boy with something like the regret that Sano feels. Still, Sano thinks there’s more there. He takes a breath. Their nerves are still raw from failed experiments and personnel trials of the past two weeks. For a moment, he wonders what he would have done if it had been him, not Souji, to catch up with Ryunosuke that night. *Updated and restructured! Mind the chapter titles! <3*

Fics like 1863, December

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