Fighting then mourning like widows together I really envy their friendship

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The text is in ✨✨✨Vietnamese✨✨✨because the audio is already English

Bird can’t resist perching on a huge branch

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Actually my headcanon for humanformer Knock Out (or his holomatter) is he is Japanese 🇯🇵 (Breakdown is Brazilian 🇧🇷), so when I saw your idea, it motivated me a lot, my hands itched and I typed restlessly 🙌

Thank you for liking it ❤️ I really love your idea and feel like I should write something so yeah 👉👈

Okay I’m too lazy to write a fic but Breakdown didn’t give in. He started a journey to find his husband, to say sorry. After many challenges and hindrances, he finally reunited with Knock Out, apologized to him and Knock Out forgave him. They returned to the house and lived happily ever after <3

You broke your vow, my love. I’m sorry. I can’t stay with you, once you knew about my true form. Take care of yourself from now on, my love.

Yet before he could say anything, he saw tears started shedding from the crane's eyes and it quickly flew away, through the opened window. Breakdown chased the flying crane and cried and scream, just to hear a voice echoed in the cold air in the start of the upcoming winter: +

Then he saw no Knock Out. His husband was not there. A crane was weaving the beautiful clothes by plucking its own feathers. But when his eyes met the gaze of the crane, he knew. Knock Out. Knock Out was the crane. He started recalling the crane he had saved during one hiking trip +

never wanted his husband drained himself like that. He didn’t want those money, if they came from Knock Out's blood and sweat. So one day, Breakdown recklessly barged into the room, completely forgot the vow he had made. He was worried. He must stop Knock Out before it was too late +

However, he also noticed that as the number of the clothes increased, the health of his husband decreased. Breakdown was worried. Of course those magnificent clothes had earned them a lot of money, even more than the amount of Breakdown's earnings in the past, as the miner, but Breakdown +

that every cloth his husband weaved was so beautiful. He always told himself that Knock Out was talented, he shouldn’t be suspicious and instead be prouder of his partner. But those clothes were not just beautiful. They were sophisticated, magnificent, as if they were weaved by a god, for the gods +

Breakdown had to promise, because he loved Knock Out, and also, his husband looked so serious about that rule so he would respect his boundaries. So after that, Knock Out became the provider, while Breakdown looked after the house. There seemed to be no problems at all. However, Breakdown noticed +