[ The words still his thoughts in such a stark and calming manner, even Kizu's presence in his mind fades, as the world narrows to him. He meets his gaze with a look grounded by his presence. His shoulder pressed against his. The lingering warmth of his lips on his cheek. It's funny, he doesn't remember when they started sharing the same side of the table. Now, it feels wrong to see him anywhere but next to him. ]
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