Fics like dear my darling

Euijoo’s poor heart is still beating too fast and loud and skipping too many beats to count as Euijoo stands there, stupidly frozen. He forces his eyes off of Nicholas for a few seconds to search for Maki in the crush of bodies, though a much larger piece of him stays there, on that stage; it always will, tethered in more ways than fate itself can count. Red string, soulmates, star-crossed lovers, whatever you want to call it, all of it ties him inextricably to Nicholas in ways he isn’t ready to admit on a random October night in the middle of a club. He’s not feeling it anymore; the atmosphere that had once afforded him the chance to forget and numb himself now pressed into him, making him panic as his eyes finally found Maki near the front of the stage. He wasn’t looking at the stage, too wrapped up in the bunny-like boy centimeters away from him to be paying attention. Euijoo hated to ruin his fun, but he had to leave. He had to leave now.

Fics like dear my darling

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