[Anything is better than a bloody mess in his hair. He can wash it again later if he needs to.
GOD. This conversation is almost word for word like the one he’d had with Mephisto not too long ago. Not knowing what love is, or knowing if he’s capable of being loved. It makes his heart ache.
For both of them.]
Yeah. It’s hard to know. I’m not really sure either, but I think it’s like...wanting to be around someone all the time. Smiling and laughing when you’re with them. Thinking about them when you’re apart. Feeling all fluttery in your chest when you see them. That kinda thing.
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GOD. This conversation is almost word for word like the one he’d had with Mephisto not too long ago. Not knowing what love is, or knowing if he’s capable of being loved. It makes his heart ache.
For both of them.]
Yeah. It’s hard to know. I’m not really sure either, but I think it’s like...wanting to be around someone all the time. Smiling and laughing when you’re with them. Thinking about them when you’re apart. Feeling all fluttery in your chest when you see them. That kinda thing.