Blue Bird
Description
There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, but I'm too tough for him. I say, stay in there, I'm not going to let anybody see you.
There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out, but I'm too tough for him. I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up? You want to screw up the works?
There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too clever, I only let him out at night, sometimes when everybody’s asleep. I say, I know that you're there, so don't be sad. Then I put him back, but he's singing a little in there, I haven't quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it's nice enough to make a man weep.
But I don't weep, do you?
Foreword
Blue Bird
Hoya/Oc
PG- 13 | Slice of Life, drama, dromance | 1700w
How do you expect me to love you when you don’t love yourself?
Warning: Some mischaracterization
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A walk in the park should be normal but it isn’t. Hand in hand they walk, chattering about blithe nothingness. His jobs have limitations – a lot of it but it’s a package that comes with being with Hoya. It’s either you have him and the limitations or you have nothing.
Something’s better than nothing, right?
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