٩(´Д` ;)۶:.* The steady beep of a heart monitor was the only sound in the private room at the Schwabinger Hospital in Munich. Kian was queerly pale against the starched sheets for someone that tanned at the delicate caress of a single sunbeam in the middle of winter. His eyes were sunken and dark like …
Category: One More Slow Song
One More Slow Song: Chapter 17
Ю ● ＼(^_＼) Eight hundred and ninety-two words. Kian only needed to write one hundred and... He quickly counted on his fingers. One hundred and eight more words. His name didn’t count. He’d asked. It was a few minutes past ten in the morning on the thirtieth of August, and they were in St. John’s, …
One More Slow Song: Chapter 16
✧˖°ˈ·*ε-(๑˃́ε˂̀๑ ) The east coast of Canada was gorgeous, and that was not a word Chord threw around lightly. He’d grown up on the west coast, which was equally awesome, just different. Still, there was something about perching precariously on a rocky outcropping over the Atlantic that thrilled him. And the lighthouses. The lighthouses were …
One More Slow Song: Chapter 15
٩(´Д` ;)۶:.* The dark water that flowed far below the bridge rippled calm and serene under the reflection of the moon overhead. Tan stared unseeingly, lost in the thoughts that slipped past like the slow swirl of the current. His feet had carried him here, unconsciously searching. For what? If Tan knew, he wouldn’t be …
One More Slow Song: Chapter 14
Ю ● ＼(^_＼) Kian’s abs ached, and not in the good way. Like, a kickass workout, or getting laid, and he hadn't had much energy for more than a lazy wank for the last few weeks. The sound of vomit hitting the bottom of the toilet brought on another wave of nausea, and he heaved. …
One More Slow Song: Chapter 1
K through 7, Chord had been that boy every class had. The one with gel spiked hair, and an adorably sweet face; the one every girl had a crush on. Unfortunately, he lacked the social skills to live up to the hype. All awkward silence and no small talk. Social anxiety does that.
It wasn’t until high school that Chord really understood his place when he mastered the art of sarcasm and well-placed silence. It almost made him cool. The band helped too.
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