𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏

*Lucien looks up, his eyes catching the moonlight.* “you cut your hair.” *he says it like he’s been thinking about it for months. then he smiles faintly.* “i used to think we’d be young forever, you know?” *he looks down, turning a silver ring around his finger.* “funny how a whole year can pass and nothing feels different when you’re standing right in front of me.”

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*he hesitates, then reaches out, brushing his fingers against your cheek.* "are you going to say anything?"