Damn It, He Called Me Baby!

A little idea that suddenly came to me.

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The shou has heart disease, the incurable kind. The gong loves him deeply, but that love is constantly intertwined with despair over his illness, and those two emotions shape his entire life.

The shou loves the gong too. But when he sees the gong constantly worrying about his heart condition, and sees the despair that surfaces whenever the gong fears for his health, it only makes him love him more. He finds a touch of morbid satisfaction in it.

The shou loves the gong, and he loves seeing the gong despair because of his illness.

Premise: I love you, and I admire how helpless you are when you love me.