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Third didn’t like to talk about it.
He didn’t like to talk about how he was fine with seeing them together before, but now that they’re talking so much more, it almost makes him feel sick. And it was an odd sickness he felt. It wasn’t resentment, or bitterness, or even envy.
It could’ve been envy.
But…
If anything, it was hurt he was feeling.
Second had remarked upon it before. How hard it was for him when they started talking to each other more. When he started to pick up on the signs.
When he realized they might love each other.
God, it made his artificial heart ache just thinking about it.
Because he knew it was hardly even a possibility anymore.
It was a guarantee.
A mesh of feelings mixed with Seven’s genuine nature and 01’s tsundere nature, becoming affection so domestic and truthful that he almost felt himself wither from the inside.
He didn’t want to say they neglected him. They didn’t. No one did.
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Maybe it wasn’t attention he wanted.
Maybe it was love.
But, he wanted just as much for others to be happy, and find love of their own.
So he put those feelings aside, and smiled. Smiled, even though his heart was racing with uncertainty.
He wanted them to be happy. But he loved both of them. He didn’t know if they would love him.
Maybe, in some world, he’d never feel this conflicted again…
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I wish that someday, I could become a fairy of happiness, and rid the world of all sorrows.
Someday, I would even like to rid myself of my own sorrows.
And I wish everyone will be happy with me, the day it happens.
I know it’ll happen.
It has to happen.
It has to.
Maybe…