Cold Feet

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He was lying on the bed, tux getting all creased and messed up by lint under his back as he stared up at the ceiling, trying to guess when and where it all had gone wrong, but his head was too full and too empty at the same time.

Foreword

Rating: PG

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Crossposted on tumblr.

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liesonfloor #1
Chapter 1: This is such an oddly soothing fic given the subject material. I love that instead of being full-blown angst it's a healthy discussion what what they both really want in contrast to what they feel they're expected to do. It's so rare and refreshing and I enjoyed every bit of it--the soft gentle moments between navi and the funny vixx moments alike.
Kokechan #2
Chapter 1: This is the perfect balance between sweet and funny! Thank you!
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