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my whole existence is flawed

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sometimes his chest aches so much he thinks his heart is burning through his ribcage and other times his breath is so hard to pull from his lungs he thinks it's trying to crawl it's way out of his mouth.

he dwells too much on the what if's, the could be's, the if only's and the maybe someday's and it all feels bad for his health, like drinking milk before bed or spoiling your dinner with cookies.

but the only kon really wants is to fit the curve of his palms against dick's side and tell him how glad he is that dick is his, so he couldn't stop, even if he wanted to.