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JeanMarco Week Day 3: Hand to Hold

I could’ve made a comic out of it but there wasn’t enough time orz (maybe some other time ;v;) In which Jean can’t take a fREAKING HINT

Let me put it this way,
you are the softest mouth
I have never kissed, and I

have wrung my hands dry
at the thought of it.   Quiet
my lips at the sight of your
eyes, we can’t survive like

this
isn’t the only way to breathe
yet.  Leave.  My mouth

before it calls you home.

—  valentina thompson, Best Practice