Prologue

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"If it's all you need, then it's my pleasure to fulfil"

He never wished something to be undone greater a whole of his life than this. The winter wind absorb to his lungs, ripped them off mercilessly. Made him cursed more.

God, why am I this stupid? Why can't I just tell him the truth.

His footsteps left deeply on the snow. As the words he'd already spoken to Allen, craved regret in his heart. The white head teasing smile kept rotating in his mind. Something he jerked off with a spontaneous curses. Simply because he denied the warmth over his ears.

God -lines engraved between his eyebrows awfully-- if you really exists there, please.. just don't take him away from me. Not now. Not ever.

A water dropped gently from his cheek. Maybe just a melting snowflake. Or other. Only he the one who knew.

The only thing he didn't know was they were seperated twenty minutes by mountain vehicle, as his dying boyfriend slowly losing blood and temperatures.

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