2 Works by carmenile
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“Why are you here?” Till asks. He means it to sound scathing, but it comes out as jagged as a dull knife. It’s been a long day, or maybe a short day; Till has no grasp on time, or his surroundings for that matter, and he can feel that there’s still blood all over his face and probably spit and dirt and it’s objectively nasty, and scary, and… Ivan doesn’t budge.
He just looks at him with that look. The weird, blank one. “Sometimes, you are the one who asks stupid questions,” Ivan says.
Till can’t figure Ivan out. Still, Ivan’s kindness, albeit weird, is something Till can’t help but be drawn to.
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- Part 2 of the love was there
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Ivan buries his face in her hair. Plants his lips on her head, like how Mizi does on her cheek. It feels different coming from him, though. She doesn’t have enough time to protest before he’s pulling away to look at her, and Sua is nice enough to look back.
“Please, Sua,” he almost whispers, with such a look of captivating sadness in his eyes that reminds Sua why he’s the favorite. “Don’t.”
Suddenly, she sees her sister’s face in Ivan’s, clearest she’s seen in years. You don't want to go "pop!" and die, do you?
Sua and Ivan must be twins. This probably isn't a good thing.
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- Part 1 of the love was there