My rec ist „Recovering“ by Halotolerant. It’s one of my favourites...
The author writes in a very distinct way: „Everything was fuzzed around the edges as though reality had gathered dust whilst he’d been away from it“.
Her review on the past is magic and sad and warmness: „Ray. Cutting little salsa moves out with his hips when he cooked pasta“.
Showing the present just casually with a half sentence: „Coffee in a paper cup, because they did that now“.
She shows passion without referring to body parts, her writing about it instead is something like the „essence“ of passion.
She writes in a way that I *feel* with B/D without describing it to death. So much emotions are noticeable but they are floating, just hints, still obvious, nothing soppy.
This story isn’t about hurt/comfort – it is way beyond it, it’s hurt/healing. The ending of this story is so touching.
(I did mention that I like this story, didn’t I? *g*)
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