"i'm just so fucking tired, Di. i hate that people can hurt and take advantage of me so easily. why can't i have walls up around me like everyone else in this industry? it's been years. when will i learn. i am so sick of wearing my heart on my sleeve. .... whoah whoah what are you doing, Di? why are you pulling my shirt? ARE YOU KISSING MY SLEEVE? "
"i'm kissing your heart, Yue, the part of you that i have always wanted to kiss the most because it is the part of you i happen to love the most. you shouldve told me sooner that you wear it on your sleeve. i wouldve kissed it more often. "
" you are such a weirdo ......"
"i know. but Yue, you have the biggest heart i know. and i love that you wear it on your sleeve with no pretense. you dont need to change. the world needs to change. no worries tho, when people tear on your heart, i'm here to kiss and patch it up whole again."
"omg stop kissing my sleeve and kiss me somewhere else, will you!"
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Randomthis is where i will continue to post my diyue fics aftermarking whirlwind as completed. it started out as a place to house all the outtakes, edited convos, abandoned scribbles, forgotten teasers and other diyue related notes; but have since changed...
