Two heads, ripe tide and tangled.
Two lungs, tight and slender.
Two umbilical cords, pulled and extended.
Two starving throats gasping for air.
One Fracture of struggling souls.
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alberu has dreams where he's in a relationship with a trashy bastard who he's never even met before
so it's a bit awkward to have to meet him
ship
alberu crossman x original cale henituse