Fics like Both of us, we’re holding on and racing into the night

Felix found the rusted mirror hanging from the opposing wall, and his heart almost stopped. Because just he is reflected in the scratched, stain-flecked surface. Just his pliant body is visible on the silver, eyes glassy and head tipped back, lips reddened and puffy from Chan’s wild kisses. He stared at the mirror, eyes gradually blowing wide; bruises are darkening on the side of his neck, in time with Chan mouthing at the flesh. He can see the reflected hickeys as they begin to appear, but the boy responsible is invisible. Felix gulped, as realization hit him. Maybe Chan’s vampire get-up is less of a costume than he originally thought. Or: A boy dressed as a vampire and a boy who is actually a vampire walk into a bar on Halloween night. They hit it off immediately, and decide to take things somewhere more...private. Clearly, this joke has no punchline.

Fics like Both of us, we’re holding on and racing into the night

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