A collection of one-sentence stories.
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Oliver didn't know the comfort of a smile until Len arrived in his life.

The cold air stung less than the pain in Len's heart after Oliver left him.

Oliver knew all along that Piko would win Len over.

Len wasn't afraid of the dark until Oliver caught his eye.

Without an eyepatch, Oliver knew he would end up hurting his loved ones.

Being a demon wasn't so easy; Len knew that from previous experience.

Only the scars on Oliver's limbs kept him sane.

After that moment, Oliver knew that Len had completely forgotten about him.

Nothing was warmer than a hot cup of coffee, unless it was Len, according to Oliver.

Len had never seen a brighter shade of pink than the creature resting inside Oliver's heart.

The touch of a human is always comforting to Len unless it's the cold dead finger's of his lover, Oliver.

Not everyone has the chance to meet their idol, and Len was nothing like Oliver expected.

Apparently, lilac is Len's favorite smell because of Oliver's strange tastes.

Oliver had never seen anything consume a human whole until he stumbled upon Len and his sister.

Not everyone has the opportunity to understand the insides of a human, but Len got a rare look, as he was currently trapped inside one.

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YEET that's all I got lmao bye