Shunsui laughs at them, rubs his thumb across the back of Starrk's hand. When Starrk's breath catches at the touch, he winks, pulls him closer. “We’ll work it out,” he promises. “Ready to go?”

Starrk doesn’t need to glance back at the empty desert behind them, the piles of Hollow bones that mark their path. “Yes,” he says, and this he’s entirely certain about.

Shunsui flashes him a smile that’s challenge and warmth and the edge of a knife, thrilling and heady, and pulls him out of the desert and into another world.

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