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“It smells kind of like you,” Nandor says. Calmly, casually, practically a shrug, like that isn’t the most vulnerable and intimate thing Guillermo has heard in days--weeks--years.
And then, to his absolute horror, Guillermo feels the traitorous pricking of tears at the corners of his eyes. Nandor has leaned away, but he’s still closer than he was before, fanning the surface of Guillermo’s skin with his gentle breath.
Guillermo will not cry. He will not cry.
He can laugh about this. He’s not entirely human--he’s allowed to laugh at this.
So he does what his body knows best, and he bites down with an unprecedented savagery on the inside of his cheek. The familiar and comforting warmth of his own blood flows onto his tongue before he can realize his stupidity.
“Guillermo,” Nandor says. Low. Throaty. “Why do you do that?”
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Or: Guillermo's guilt grows with him from the moment he realizes he's different. Something between ordinary and inhuman. Then Nandor comes into his life, all danger and love, and Guillermo begins to think he can finally feel alive.Series
- Part 3 of Tender Is the Night
- Part 1 of Who We Smooch in the Shadows
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23 Aug 2023