All I can think about is 2oul seeing Soul again, except it's not Soul, it's not the person she's come to begrudgingly tolerate {love}, it's a shell wearing their skinβ
suddenly their roles are reversed, she's the one who has to show care and care for someone else while sober, and it's terrifying to her, all her hands have done is hurt, she doesn't want to add more, not while they're in this state
{I love witting fanfiction in your ask boxβIgnore any mischaracterizations I'm sorry}
GETS REALLY SAD AND CRIES???????





















