Twice-kissed by death, and now, a third time, by life. Life measured not by a beat within the chest, but by sensation, by pain, and now, finally, blissful peace.

PART 10: archiveofourown.org/works/561395...

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He thought about his dream, how he’d wanted to hold Medic, cradle him against him and make him his own. How good to him he’d be if he could just figure out how to be good in the first place.

PART 9: archiveofourown.org/works/534749...

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Twelve hours of defying God and medicine, billions of dollars, the risk of treason if he’d been caught… He’d already loved him. No matter what he felt for Michael, this had been a labor of love.

PART 8: archiveofourown.org/works/518110...

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Apricots, apricots, apricots.

Ludwig, Ludwig, Ludwig.

His front teeth brushed against the stone, the spot where the bones connected, where the headshot would have been so clean.

PART 7: archiveofourown.org/works/489292...

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Of course Sniper required sustenance, he was a human being. But feeling hunger (and the shame that so-often chased it) was something else entirely.

PART 6: archiveofourown.org/works/471289...

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Medic wanted to kiss him. He’d wanted to press his lips to Sniper’s while they were in that charming crooked smile, lick moisture into the chapped skin at his mouth.

PART 5: archiveofourown.org/works/439472...

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The very temptation that brought him confidence was now dead-set on pushing the feelings further into his stomach. Where he reasoned they belonged; not out and about where Medic could see them.

PART 4: archiveofourown.org/works/413061...

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“G’night, Dovey.” Sniper said the nickname again, and it sounded just as good as it had when he’d said it earlier. Effortless. As natural as Medic’s job title.

PART 3: archiveofourown.org/works/391758...

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He’d fantasized about it, feared it, wanted it, denied it. Selfish beast that he was, he’d tasted it, and he wanted more. What if this was all there would ever be?

PART 2: archiveofourown.org/works/375350...

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"Suppose I’ll try and be better. About the healin’.” He amended, gesturing to his own torso as though Medic would know where the scars were.

Medic did know where the scars were. Intimately.

PART 1: archiveofourown.org/works/367028...

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Breathe deeply, my friend.

You are my greatest achievement.

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