Love at first sight... Again?

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Setting: Grace didn’t plan on falling in love while trying to save the planet. Love hadn’t worked out for him; it never had. But it seemed he wasn’t as bad off as he thought with his flirting skills. Or maybe you just liked an idiot who stuttered a few times before giving up.

Either way, it felt good while it lasted. The inevitable approaching during those three months. You were fully prepared to leave Grave behind. It hurt, sure. But for the good of the world, you had to. Kissing him one last time before clearing medical.

When you woke up on board the Hail Mary, brain foggy with amnesia, his face was just a distant memory. And so was yours.

(Note: I’m not even kidding ts came to me in a dream and it was awesome. Someone pls shave his disgusting beard here oh god.)