"The two press their lips to the other's, silently hoping that this isn't the last time they'll see one another and wishing that this wasn't goodbye. That they could stay a little longer and be content in each other's company. But the kiss is over and their foreheads are pressed together; they're so still that they look like they are carved out of stone." A collection of DickKory (Dick Grayson/Koriand'r) drabbles; updates whenever I feel like writing.
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