you an me to infinity

you an me to infinity

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Demon Slayer
Y/N has always been the kind of person who fills every quiet moment with words. Genya has always been the kind of person who lets silence speak for him. They couldn't be more different. She is patient where he is impulsive. She is talkative where he is quiet. She tries to understand people, while he often struggles to understand himself. They're only two students in the same grade, living completely separate school lives. But sometimes, one small conversation is enough to change everything. And maybe, without either of them realizing it, they were exactly what the other person needed. 🌸 Y/N talks. A LOT. Genya listens. Until Y/N somehow manages to annoy him enough to make him snap. They're classmates... technically. Same grade, different classes, completely different personalities. Y/N is patient enough to deal with Genya's short temper, while Genya somehow finds himself listening to Y/N's endless stories every single day. Neither of them understands how they went from barely knowing each other to becoming an important part of each other's lives. And honestly? Neither of them is ready for what comes next. 😭💜
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Dean blinked, not quite understanding. "Sick how?" Rosie pressed a hand to her chest. Pain flared beneath her palm. Sharp now. Wrong. "I'm sick," she repeated. Dean stepped forward immediately. "Okay. I'll take you home. You'll feel better tomorrow." The gentleness in his voice broke her. "No, Dean." Her knees weakened. Beau caught her elbow. "Rosie." She looked at them both through tears. For weeks, she had imagined telling them. Not like this. Never like this. Not in a bar with music pounding and her heart beating irregularly in her chest. UNDER EDITING! Dean Di Laurentis x Oc x Beau Maxwell (Poly) "Jesus, all three of you need a cold shower." -Dexter

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