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A soft breeze drifted by two moving figures as they walked up a grassy hill. 一个黑，一个白。
Stars glimmered in the night sky above them, gazing down upon the duo as they approached, closer but yet still light years away from the orbs twinkling overhead.
Passed between them were murmured secrets, quiet promises that would stay with them for all the years they had to come.
As long as they were together, as long as their ‘forever’ lasted.
我死的时，我才会从你的边走。
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The grass rustled gently in the wind as Bloom strolled hand in hand with Divided, his palm warm against Bloom’s own. His tail swung languidly behind him, brushing the green blades littered about as a cushion to Mother Nature’s rough heart.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” He asked, and it was. Everything was beautiful, from the sky to the trees to the stars. Perfect in the flawed way it was.
So Divided nodded. “It is,” he smiled, and looked at Bloom, hundreds of unspoken words and even more unspoken feelings contained within his eyes.
Blue met purple, with the potential to clash but making the decision not to, and instead complimented the other well. 蓝色和紫色，together on a color wheel, together in this universe.
Divided offered a soft smile, face free of all the stress and frustration one faced from years of streaming, posting, and worrying about what the next recording should be. Because right now, they were just them. Just Bloom and Divided. Just two boys, in love, holding hands. Here, none of their troubles applied. Here, they were unburdened, free.
When they reached the top, the duo slowed to a stop. From here, the whole city was visible, flecks of light and towering buildings that now seemed dwarfed in comparison to everything else.
Stunning, 特漂亮, it was. Heartstoppingly stunning, and there was nothing better than sharing the view with a loved one. Both admired the scenery, before turning their eyes to the night sky, a void of swirling darkness speckled with white, like thin paint spattered from a paintbrush over a murky canvas.
They were at peace.
It could have been years that they stood there, 头举着望明月。
It could have been forever.
他们的世界就是他们和天上的星星，现在。
两个心，一样的爱。
两个人，一样的 life.