Desperate

Desperate

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Makoto has always been there for Haru. He loved him more than his life, so he thought. But he grew tired and thought Rin was the one Haru loved. He then started to feel empty, so he decided to ran away. Haru found him soon enough, but only to realized about Makoto's change of heart. It was painful for the blue eyed guy, too painful that he become so desperate. No more holding back. Even he has to lose everything just to have him back. Through kindness or violence. Through kisses or blood. In any way. It's now or never. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ This is a MakoHaru fanfiction. I do not own any of the characters and illustration. Credits to the owners.
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