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brokenmagxcThey escaped. Together, they raced for the door, slipping and sliding and when the daylight touched their skin, they gasped, for white was entering their lungs, shining away any trace of BLACK.

They were being cleansed as chaos enveloped around them, and in the maelstrom, they were shoved aside a few times by the men with uniforms and weapons but they didn’t care, for they were OUT.

He was against one wall and Arthur was against the other, and as the last officer raced into the Mental Hospital, Sebastian launched himself forward and gripped the slightly shorter man in his arms, his body trembling, his eyes shutting.

He couldn’t remember the last time he was this tired. He couldn’t remember having been this tired in his entire life.

Weariness settled over him and almost did he collapse in Arthur’s arms, almost did he fall asleep there, standing, but he couldn’t do anything without THANKING the man that kept him alive.

“Thanks,” he said, and without another word, he pressed Arthur’s body against the wall and stole Arthur’s response with his own mouth.

#brokenmagxc #answered #ANCHOR;

"Dance with me."

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It had been his mother who had given away that at one point -- it had been years after all -- he had danced, happily, with his female and male cousins during the family gatherings all throughout the year.

And Arthur, being Arthur, who never failed to fill his days with joy, had asked him, very innocently, if he could see what he could do.

He had accepted the offer begrudgingly a few weeks ago, but the night of, he was not so sure he wanted to do this anymore. He wasn't sure why, it wasn't as if it filled him with shame, but on the other side of that admission, he was so sure that that part of his life was dead.

It was the equivalent of being a grave-robber, trying to push life into something that had died a long time ago.

But, all he could do now was press play on the stereo and as soon as he did, he was reminded of those star-filled nights, of summer and winter and fall and spring, of his cousins and their coy smiles and his father, cheering them on from somewhere on the patio.

He stepped to the right, the left, lifted his arm, and began. The guitar made him remember rhythm and when the lyrics came on, he sang them, for he knew the song as well as he did the erratic beat of his determined heart.

He held out his hand for Arthur to join him and in this case, Arthur took the role of the female and he led him around the apartment, twirling him and dipping him and there reached a point where he stepped around him, clapping every so often, and despite himself, he was smiling.

No, no; he had never been dead, for he was looking at the source of life as the song ended.

"Well," he said at last. "I guess I never forgot."

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thinking out loud x

I can't get last night out of my head, i can't stop thinking about the way your fingers felt on my skin, the way your lips left their mark on my body. I've never felt the way I did last night. You won't believe me when I tell you how amazing you are. God you're just, the best thing. I'm so fucking crazy about you.

when I'm with you, I don't find myself worrying so much. I'm not hyper aware of my actions or if i could be doing something wrong, you keep me from worrying. it's like i told you, you make me feel crazy beautiful, like there's nothing i could do to displease you, you make me feel special.

god but I'm so afraid. I'm so afraid of losing you now. You told me I'm yours, please don't let me go, or give me away. Keep me yours, and you'll be mine. God, I don't want anyone else to touch you, I don't want anyone else to even look at you the way I do. You're <b>mine</b>, and nothing is ever going to change that.

you're mine.

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