"When did I start believing things you said?" asks Kaz, but it's a gentle
jibe, meant fondly. He lifts one arm, curling it around Jesper's neck. He
remembers the way he stomach used to lurch sickly at skin to skin contact.
Before he learned to remember how warm a living person could be.
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Date: 2016-09-29 07:04 pm (UTC)"When did I start believing things you said?" asks Kaz, but it's a gentle jibe, meant fondly. He lifts one arm, curling it around Jesper's neck. He remembers the way he stomach used to lurch sickly at skin to skin contact. Before he learned to remember how warm a living person could be.