Touch
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cw. themes of dissociation, struggles with identity, allusions to suicide
jinx remembers touch.
jinx remembers her hands meeting vanders in a victorious clap after a tough round of play fighting, limbs straining to meet his, bucket hat tipping over her eyes.
she remembers the air that grazed her fingertips whenever she’d step out into the cold, fingers curled over the hem of her thin scarf.
she remembers the soft caress of hands on her head as vi would situate behind her, smile beaming under the buzzing bed lamp, coated in orange hues.
she’d recognised when those hands changed, when they changed much larger, much tougher. when those same hands loop her strands through one another, shaky and timid.