An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Aroace John, dirkjohn qpr
“I think there’s something wrong with me,” he mumbled around the lump forming in the back of his throat. “I think going godtier messed up my brain somehow. ‘Cause like, Breath’s all about… not having attachments. So. Maybe I just can’t feel romance and stuff like I’m supposed to.”








