「革命」❝Tʜᴇ Hᴇᴀʀᴛ Wᴀɴᴛs Wʜᴀᴛ Iᴛ Wᴀɴᴛs MEP || Sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ Eᴅɪᴛ [Yᴀᴏɪ

With his last painful breaths, Clear gently whispers “I was very happy to be able to feel to hold you...“ He grips onto aoba’s cold hands. “ you.“ Unable to control the shaking in his voice, Aoba’s tears burns in his eyes and tears fall from his face as desperately begs clear...“Please don’t say stuff like “thank you“...“ He didn’t want to lose him. He didn’t want him gone. He wanted him. The aching feeling in his chest continued to tear at his heart