"His eyes - oh, God, his eyes - were an entirely different story. Staring into his eyes was like staring into the summer sky just before the sunset came, before the yellow, pink, and purple clouds came to fog up your vision. They were the definition of a cloudless sky, a clear river seen running through a wide field of grass, that one, blue, sparkling diamond that stood out more than any other in a goldmine. Shining like the stars and as light as a feather, they tricked you into a strange sense of security, a state that one would be foolish to leave intentionally. Everything about his eyes was passionate, beautiful, and enticing, anything a man could ever ask for. I wanted more of his eyes, more of him."
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Jack just wished that the frowns and sadness never had to be a thing between them. Jack begged that this was just a nightmare, one he would wake up from and not have to worry about how much time he had left to smile and laugh with Mark. He wouldn't have to worry about how to tell his subscribers about the monster that took over his life. He wouldn't have to worry about Mark's eyes dulling ever so slightly with every day that passed.
WARNING: Contains themes consistent with cancer and death; if any of these triggers you, I suggest you to not read.
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