[ Party stares silently for a second or two, unable to help the shaky smile and scoffy breathless laugh that comes out of his throat.
It's relief, momentary and shapeless as it always is and has been, but it doesn't stop the painful pounding in his chest.
Some part of him wants to run as Kobra approaches him. The part that's screaming this isn't real. But its his broken heart that keeps his feet stuck in place. ]
Y--yeah...
[ He wants to reach for him. God, he wants to grab him by the wrist and pull him into his arms and keep him safe.
God, he just wants him to be real. But he can't be. ]
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It's relief, momentary and shapeless as it always is and has been, but it doesn't stop the painful pounding in his chest.
Some part of him wants to run as Kobra approaches him. The part that's screaming this isn't real. But its his broken heart that keeps his feet stuck in place. ]
Y--yeah...
[ He wants to reach for him. God, he wants to grab him by the wrist and pull him into his arms and keep him safe.
God, he just wants him to be real. But he can't be. ]