"I'll bite, what's your word for love?" Their eyes met, electric blue digging deep into golden hue. "Bliss." Despite the slurred word, even his drunken tongue was confident. He didn't dare blink as he answered, not even when those blue eyes narrowed. "And yours?" "Don't have one." "Then let's make one for you. Together." "...nah." ------------------------------ I'm unsatisfied with the lack of truly intense dabihawks fics (no hate to anyone) so I decided I'm doing it myself. Fuck the world. Not after the devastating ending of the last dabihawks fic I just finished.
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