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Title: Regret
Rating: PG
Characters:  Marco/Ace
Word Count: 142
Prompt:  Hands
Warnings: Spoilers for chapter 574.

These hands, Marco’s hands, he knew them well. Rough, callous-covered, long, dexterous. He knew every line, every curve, of those hands; he’d traced them all too many times to count. And there were the times where he’d watched the blue flames shimmer across Marco’s hands, engulfing them till those long fingers were not flesh and bone, but blue fire and feathers. Those feathers were soft, softer than any birds’ he’d ever touched.

Ace is grateful of these hands. For all those times they’d ruffled his hair, traced the line of his jaw, cupped his face, touched him, all those countless times they’d caught him when he’d gotten in over his head, or fell asleep into his dinner.

His regret, one of so many hundreds, as his vision and hearing are fading, the pain dulling, is that he won’t feel them ever again.