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“I ain’t fuckin’ you on heroin.”
The words land harder than Damon expects, and he just stares at him.
Of all the reactions he has imagined from people, this one wasn’t even on the list. Not from Liam Gallagher anyway. Not from someone who lives like a headline and laughs at lines instead of staying on one side of them.
Justine has never cared. No one else has, either. If anything, it’s usually the opposite, an unspoken agreement, a shared haze, a mutual decision to blur the edges of the night.
Damon feels something twist in his chest, sharp and confusing.
“Why?” he asks, genuinely baffled, the word slipping out before he can stop it.
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Liam kisses him and then Justine gets Damon on heroin when he's mentally unwell and things evolve from there. -
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first, best and probably the last britpop blur angst fic ever
loved it but i felt like a creep reading fics of real ahh people