make me choose → @chaolwestfal asked fuel the fire or long way down
“What would I be without you?” I blink and a single tear drips down my face. We both know the answer to this — we both recognize what she’s doing for me. Remind me. Burn me. Love me.
I kiss her forehead, my chest alight with passion and pain.
“Ensemble,” she whispers in French. Together.
“Ensemble,” I murmur.
Together.
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