OCs: syn•chro•ni•ci•ty

Ky means it, like he means everything else he says. Somehow, along the way, Leo had become someone invaluable: someone Ky can trust. A presence impossible to replace, something you’d notice the loss of immediately, no different from lifting the moon from the night sky. There’s no one else he wants. He pulls Leo’s hand closer, deeper. Ky isn’t about to interrupt, instead only bracing himself. The fun’s just starting.