xxAnd I don't want the world to see me
xx'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
xxWhen everything's made to be broken
xxI just want you to know who I am
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Markusā voice was still a little broken and muffled, but Lucian found it so oddly calming. It felt like coming home. Heād felt so lost for so long, adrift in a turbulent ocean, and now heād been found again. There was a part of him that felt like he was still dreaming, like he was going to wake up with a painful crash before much longer. But the aches and pains in his bones and the pounding in his head reminded him that it was real. And Jesus Christ, heād never been so glad to feel pain.
Things were different. God, that was the understatement of the century. What did they even do from here? Heād been working towards this for so long, he didnāt know what he was going to do next. He wasnāt the same person any more. He couldnāt go back to his old life. But maybe he didnāt want to. Things were different, they were differentā¦ but they were still them. Heād never been needed before in his life. Nobody had ever needed him. To hear that Markus needed him, maybe the way he needed Markusā¦ he stared at Markus, his heart pounding in his chest. They were still so close after Lucian had hugged Markus. Maybe it was the adrenaline, maybe it was a concussion, but the pieces were finally falling into place, the pieces that heād been ignoring and repressing forā¦ well, he didnāt want to think about it.
He glanced down for a second at his mask. āWellā¦ thatās good, because youāre stuck with me,ā he said with a slight laugh. āAndā¦ I donāt know what the fuck weāre supposed to do from here butā¦ hey as long as weāre togetherā¦ weāll figure it out.ā He took a deep breath. āBecause I need you too.ā And summoning all of the courage in his body, he leaned in to kiss Markus.