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Yes, every night he fell into bed aching and dizzy, and every morning he forced himself back onto his feet like a zombie, head pounding and heart racing. Wanting so badly to just bury himself in the earth and sleep, sleep, sleep until the nausea and the guilt and the anger fell away from him, stripped from his bones to leave him beautifully bare and empty.
But he should have been able to remember something as simple as a birthday.
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11 Oct 2025
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Sorry if it's shitty!!! Wrote it in a few minutes
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10 Oct 2025
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Outside, the rain continues, slapping against the windows like soft drums. Inside, there’s only the hush of breath and the faint creak of the old wood.
Leon finally speaks again, low and steady. “I’m glad you came.”
Your fingers twitch against the blanket.
“…So am I.”-
You’ve finally found the time to meet with Leon, on a rainy night in the basilica. It’s been too long, and the two of you cuddle up for warmth.
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10 Oct 2025
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literally just makes pasta and fucking blows up.
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08 Oct 2025
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You tilt your head, voice lowering. “What if I joined you? Would that help?”
He turns his head slightly, just enough to glance at you, suspicious. Then truly looks. His gaze lingers on your face, searching for mockery, for condescension. He finds neither.
“You’d… bathe with me?” he asks, like it’s a sin he’s daring you to commit.
“If it means you’ll let someone take care of you, yes.”
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You visit the bishop of the Basilica. He desperately needs some TLC. With a little resistance, and a promise of bathing together, you help Francis relax and get cleaned up.
Bookmarked by ognedish
08 Oct 2025