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There’s many things Naim pictures when thinking of Ryan Whelan. Like a scrapbook, pages flipping through his mind, polaroids of blonde curls and mischievous eyes.
So many things. Blood so bright and red Naim can almost feel it against his skin, ripped skin over pale knuckles, tears that taste of salt and hurt. He sees Ryan’s sunburnt shoulders and soft eyelashes. He sees his smile — so bright it rivals the sun.
He sees dark circles beneath bright blue eyes. Arms filled with bruises. Black eyes. Cut lips.
Kisses. So many kisses. The sweet kind. The angry kind. The sad kind. The beautiful kind.
Inspired by the song: BLOODY KNUCKLES by Coasting.
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OR: Naim moves to a new town and meets Ryan all the same but Ryan is already haunted by the Entity.