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Brand had trained himself not to think about it. But sometimes it hit him -
-Appreciation for that beautiful ass morphing into a bittersweet lump of regret in his throat.
-While dancing, remembering dreams of showing off for an audience of one.
-Having a sexual itch scratched, feeling satisfied but so fucking empty.
-Rune staring at Addam with that soft fire in his eyes Brand had never seen Rune gift to anyone before - a teenager wasn’t mature enough to look at a lover like that.
The part of Rune’s soul Brand didn’t get to share. Goddammit it hurt so fucking much.