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[warmboys]

Stolen
Heechul/Hankyung, G, 111 words lmao OTL
There is a phrase I repeat in this "fic" that serves as an apt self-summary. For more details check my tumblr today. Not really dedicated to civilized_era because I don't think she'd want it OTL but I love them and she loves them and I love her by association. I love them, goddamnit. ;____; Also listen to the song by Dashboard Confessional.

You. You were the bass line before the song got good. I never heard you, until they stripped it down, axed the drumline, and suddenly there you were. This whole time. Quietly supporting.

Like. I get that you're the same three notes in the entire song on loop. And then during the first verse one note every couple seconds. When I thought about it, it was pretty lame.

Because me, I'm the key change. I come with a dramatic pause. Cue. I get fanfare and groupies. You stand behind stale curtains. You can't even hold them up properly.

How's the view back there?

Hi.

I never told you. I meant to. I'm in love.

It's pretty lame.

I'm working on something else that I'll hopefully be finishing and posting before the night is over. This is just a detour :D