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    “You’re the token straight of our friend group,” Mizi says with immense pity, as though this is a terrible burden to be bestowed upon Till and Till alone.

    “Since when was I the token straight?” Till complains. “What about Ivan?”

    The table goes silent.

    “Till,” Mizi says to him with the utmost sincerity. “You know Ivan is into men right?”

    “...What.”

    “Oh my god,” Sua groans, “he didn’t know.”

     

    OR:
    Till tries to get Ivan to come out to him. This goes as well as you would expect.

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    English
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    14,380
    Chapters:
    2/2
    Comments:
    51
    Kudos:
    250
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    Ivan wakes up in a grass field full of red flowers. The air is warm and dry, and Ivan breathes it in, the ghost of rain still running down his face and the image of Till’s shocked face smeared in his vision. A beautiful blue sky looms overhead.

    On his left, a boy with gray hair lays beside him, fast asleep. Ivan thinks surely even death could not be this cruel. Ivan swallows as he skims his fingers over the boy’s face.

    “Till.” He says, too softly for anyone to hear.

    Till stirs, his eyelids twitch, but he doesn’t wake.

    Ah.

    Ivan wonders which part of this is the bad dream.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    21,289
    Chapters:
    4/4
    Comments:
    119
    Kudos:
    339
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    70
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    2,563
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    He’s here at the top, but each floor still pressed down on his shoulders from above.
    Bam, no, Viole almost brings himself to ask if he could see the stars. But that was someone else’s dream, something he promised to a long forgotten someone. He had his own reason, changed once or twice, sure, but he still kept some sort of hope tucked under his heart, so what was it?  What did he want?

    And so Viole grips his arms closer to his chest, the whispers of dreams that weren’t his to ask swirled and swirled, and the boy still trapped in the cave spoke.

    I don’t want to be alone.

    Jue Viole Grace laughs. The one thing the tower gave him was what he already wanted. And like a fool,

    He lost it.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    5,790
    Chapters:
    3/?
    Comments:
    12
    Kudos:
    129
    Bookmarks:
    15
    Hits:
    1,759

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