burntoashe
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After prison for manslaughter, Jean Kirstein disappears, leaving Canada, a shattered night, and whispers that follow him like warnings. Shingashina is quiet. A small house. A forgettable job. A second chance he doesn't think he deserves. He's not here for redemption. He's here to survive.
Painting steadies his hands; college keeps him moving. Until history class threatens to unravel him, and you appear. A volunteer tutor, patient, gentle, and impossibly stubborn. You treat him like he's human, not a stranger haunted by shadows.
He keeps his distance at first. Short answers. Guarded glances. Walls built from knowing exactly what happens when people get too close. But you don't push. And that's worse. Slowly, silence cracks. Words become warmth, warmth becomes something dangerous.
You start to see him, the version the world left behind. And Jean knows how this ends. The truth about Marco Bodt isn't a story. It's a fracture that never healed. And some fractures leave marks no one else should find.
The closer you get, the more he realizes he doesn't want you to leave. And maybe, that's the most dangerous thing of all.
˙⋆✮ This story contains mature and potentially distressing themes, including depictions of violence, references to past trauma, and explicit sexual content. It also addresses homophobia and its emotional impact. Reader discretion is advised. Please take care while reading.
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1 in #marcobodt
1 in #kirstein
2 in #excon