With their fingers twined and their bond sealed, they gazed at each other, one being split in two—partners, brothers, Others. And the angel knew in that moment that he could live for eternity, till the sun burnt out and the universe died, and he would never find any creation more beautiful than his Other. “I’m going to take care of you,” the angel said as he squeezed those pale, delicate fingers. “No matter what, I’ll always take care of you.” And his Other blushed, the heart wrenching pink traveling down his neck to paint his chest. He smiled, eyes swirling with purple starbursts, and said,
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