your father threw you out the door and into my arms, your lip bleeding and a goofy, drunken smile spread across your lips.
you whispered three words that i'd been waiting to tell you, and passed out just as i was about to repeat them.
i drove you home, your heart beating numbly against my fingers while i constantly pressed them to your chest.
— ksj
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scarf ⇸ dks.
Fan-Fictionin which a girl frequently visits a coffee house just to hear the cute guy sing. started; [05/29/16] completed; [06/15/16] ⇸ lowercase intended ⇸ plot and original characters copyright to @mai-eo
