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“He’s leaving, and he picks up his shoulder bag on the way out and he’s staring at the ceiling, then the sky, and he closes the door silently behind him, and he stares upward because the minute he looks down, the tears will fall.

And he won’t cry over Harry Styles.

So Louis doesn’t look down.”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful

“Harry’s smile twitches at the corner. “I like that one,” he drawls in protest. “I chose him specifically.”

Louis looks up. “Him?”

“Aloysius.”

“Aloysius,” Louis repeats in a deadpan. “You named a shriveled strawberry Aloysius.”

Harry shines proudly, looking up to meet Louis’ gaze. “Yeah,” he nods with bright eyes and a half-smile.

“Right then. Just checking,” Louis says, and offers his palm.”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful

“Harry’s asleep within a few short minutes, body now warm and pliable, and as Louis holds him, he doesn’t dare fall asleep because he doesn’t trust himself to dream.”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful

“He watches Harry making intricate patterns, using the last of the glitter. “Are you making it so we can never be found?” Louis laughs, and the bucket dangles from his slack fingers.

Harry’s smile falters immediately as he sprinkles the last of his handful.

“Something like that.” He brushes his hands off on his trousers, and just like that, he’s back to his stoic poetry. “You can be found, if you like. But I don’t want to be.”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful

“And so this has become Louis' life.
Feeling just as much pain as he does pleasure. Excelling academically and maintaining an excellent group of friends and being in love with the one person in the world who is incapable of falling in love.”
― Velvetoscar, Young & Beautiful

“He couldn’t stand to look at the truth, even now. All they were—all they had ever been—was a pair of sunflowers who each believed the other was the sun.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“It was a relief and a horror to be known so perfectly”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“It always makes me a little sad when you laugh," Julian went on. "The way it sort of takes you by surprise. I love it, it has that sweet sincerity that's the best part of you, but it still kills me how you never seem to expect it. All I want to do is make you happy, and you're the unhappiest person I've ever met.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“I hope you looked west while I was looking east, and that for a moment you met my eyes without knowing it. I know you never look away, ever when your eyes are closed, but I'm never certain you can see what's really there.
I miss you to pieces.
Yours Always
- J”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“There’s this idea in psychoanalysis that I’ve always liked.” Julian pulled himself closer and rested his head in the crook of Paul’s arm. “It’s that what we call ‘love’ is actually letting your identity fill in around the shape of the other person—you love someone by defining yourself against them. It says loss hurts because there’s nothing holding that part of you in place anymore. But your outline still holds, and it keeps holding. The thing you shaped yourself into by loving them, you never stop being that. The marks are permanent, so the idea of the person you loved is permanent, too.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“He remembered the way love had burned through him like a flame under glass, grasping outward, devouring what air it had left before it choked.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“He wanted to forget he'd ever yielded to the weakness of wanting anything. He wanted to scrub away any evidence that he existed outside his own head at all—that he was a visible object that anyone else could see and mock and judge.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“I kill them because they're beautiful, and it's the only way I can keep them.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“I always think of a passage from the Symposium, this allegory about people who started off as two halves of a whole, but then something cut them apart, and they spend their whole lives looking for their other half so they can fit themselves back together. And that's how it feels, it hurts, it's like I lost you before I was born.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“Side by side they are twin angels on a headstone, cold and terrible and immutable. They were boys once, he remembers, but they aren't anymore.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“The opening move was circled in red.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“Of course they would promise each other everything. Of course eternity would yield to them once they'd earned it.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“They wanted each other in the way of flesh wanting to knit itself together over a wound.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights

“But when they were alone, he could promise himself that he and Julian were each other's birthright, and that the only unnatural thing was the fact that their blood was divided between two bodies. He could believe that even calling it "sex" was incorrect, because it wasn't about anything so shallow as physical desire. They wanted each other in the way of flesh wanting to knit itself together over a wound.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights