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[A/N: Perspective change ]
ɢʜᴏsᴛs ᴘᴏᴠ
━━━ HE OFTEN WONDERED WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE, if he was alive.
He didn't remember, for he had died far too young. He forgot what the world looked like when it wasn't glazed blue, he didn't remember how the sun felt against his skin, and he had no recollection on what it meant to touch another human being. Too many years had been taken from him, so much of his life wasted, but when he laid in the arms of the man he loved, he couldn't help but feel he had gotten a piece of himself back.
Or, at the very least, he used to, until the lies became too much.
It wasn't completely noticeable at first. He would evade questions with a smile, ignore statements by changing the subject. But it soon grew. When I was in pain, he would look the other way, as if he were ashamed, when Klaus was mentioned he would tense, and when The Curse Of The Sun and Moon was even discussed, he would disappear.
