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Mhmm. It's terrible but I'm nearly adjusted until I think hard enough about it, living the way we do is just routine. 

Yeah, I guess you’re right… but it’s not just the truth that’s fucked up now’a days, everything is.

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Truth's kinda fucked up more often than not, especially nowadays. Don't be sorry.

Well, you’ll find it comforting  to think that they’re most likely dead, or undead I guess.

Sorry, that was kinda fucked up to say…

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Oh. Yes. Sorry you're right. I hate it when things happen on certain dates or at certain times that you can't just completely wipe from your memory because they keep recurring.

Empty is better than heartbreaking.

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Mine has been long too I guess? But extremely empty. Like. Totally empty.

Me and Valentine’s day have a long past so I’m kina glad the apocalypse has put an end to it.

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I quite like it. A corporate holiday without the corporations. I don't actually have to look at anything with pink hearts on it while going about my day on Valentines in an apocalypse.

Unfortunately. [she laughs humorously]

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That was uh, that's today?

Fuck Valentines Day. 

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[He tugs impatiently at Killian's jeans, pushing them with fumbling fingers away from his hips and dotting clumsy kisses to his chin]

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[He leans up to press a long kiss against Killian's mouth then murmurs against it] S'all you. 

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[He smiles crookedly up at Killian gesturing to his slick kiss stained lips and hair standing on end] Do I look like I'm unhappy?

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[More colour rushes to his cheeks as he leans into Killian's hand and his voice is low] I want this. I like it when you're touching me. You make me forget. 

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[He shakes his head from side to side before his mouth catches up, his fingers twining in the hair at the nape of Killian's neck breathing still ragged] No. I do, want I mean. Definitely. Just no one's ever seen me naked, like not in 10 years anyway.

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[He gulps audibly as his jeans are pulled away and he fights the urge to curl into the foetal position but the soft kiss puts an end to the thought almost immediately and he leans into the touch against his thigh, he pulls back to quietly breathe against Killian's mouth] I haven't- I mean, no one's ever.

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[His fingers curl tightly in Killian's belt loops, knowing for certain that even if he attempted to undo them he'd be completely useless. He lets out another embarrassing keening noise and determinedly ducks his head to press neat rows of wet open mouthed kisses on Killian's neck]

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[He lets his hips roll upward despite the protests already springing to his lips, finally letting himself just be selfish]

You’re amazing. You’re perfect, and I don’t care what you have to say, or anyone else. You’re absolutely perfect and I- [He’s cut off by Aaron’s lips, and he kisses him back as he runs a hand through his hair]

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Oh- I. Oh. No you definitely haven't, I'd have remembered. [He uses what little strength he has to urgently tug Killian back up to his mouth]

You’re just… Have I ever told you how perfect I think you are? [He leans down and kisses Aaron’s chest gently]

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Don't be. [He silently watches Killian's eyes drag over him and he fights the urge to squirm under the intensity of his gaze then whispers after a moment] What?

I’m sorry. [He uses his free hand to cup Aaron’s jaw as he presses a kiss to his forehead. He looks Aaron over and takes a deep breath] 

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[He can't stop himself staring as Killian tugs off his own shirt, drawing his bottom lip through his teeth] You realise that even you just breathing puts me to shame? It's actually embarrassing. 

I’ll be fine. [He looks up at Aaron and kisses him gently. He pulls his own shirt off and takes Aaron’s hand in his, lacing their fingers together]