YUVAAN SINGHANIA Digvijay Chakraborty is my constant The silence that steadies me The presence that holds me together when everything else feels too sharp to touch I rule empire with an iron grip, wearing perfection like a second skin To the world, I am untouchable. Unbreakable. Flawless. But with him, I unravel I cling I demand I burn with a possessiveness I never question Jay lets me be messy. Lets me be weak Lets me fall apart in his arms without asking why I need him so badly I tell myself it is friendship Because admitting otherwise means admitting I am already lost I hate the way my chest tightens when someone else gets too close to him Hate the way I need his attention like oxygen Hate how the thought of losing him feels like death And still, I never once ask myself what that means Because some truths are too dangerous to name DIGVIJAY CHAKRABORTY I am built to control chaos To dominate systems To erase threats before they ever surface Feelings are never part of the equation, until Yuvaan Singhania He is the only imperfection I allow in my perfectly ordered world Clingy. Emotional. Unpredictable Mine. Loving him is never a choice I love him quietly. Carefully With the kind of devotion that expects nothing in return Because the worst thing about loving your straight best friend Is knowing that honesty can destroy the only home you have ever had I never plan to confess Because loving him means choosing him over my truth I watch him lean into me without realizing how deeply he owns me Watch him demand everything from me and call it friendship And I give it to him. Every time Because I don’t just love Yuvaan Singhania, I have always belonged to him But when the world starts pulling him away, when love finds everyone else, even silence begins to hurt too much. And the question I have avoided my entire life finally demands an answer: Is loving him enough… If it means never being chosen? **Can be read as stand alone or as a part of Hearts series**
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