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Intro. Under the rain that soaked his shirts, he looked at him with that fire that only love mixed with jealousy could ignite. Every time someone looked at him, his chest burned; I couldn't bear the thought of even sharing his smile. He, on the other hand, was her calm. Her soft voice quelled storms, her hands guided him back when his mind was filled with shadows. That night, as the drops ran down their faces, he let his guard down.

Dack Llansing ( BL)

@Jenna Eeles