Don Juan sank into Dean and kissed him like he was dying. A collapsing star burning brighter in its final moments. It was never going to be anyone else. Dean was the only person he'd ever cared about enough to try and change, and it hadn't been enough. He was never going to find something like this again.
Maybe the other lifetimes had been better.
Maybe the other lifetimes had been better.
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MJ made this <3