Pretty, straight boys will tease, and they will tangle you all up with feelings you can't even describe; they will give you hope the way you give them an in inch and they take a mile; they will twist you around their fingers just to see you dance, just for the entertainment, just because they're bored; they will like you, and like you, and like you so much as a person, like being around you and how good you make them feel and the power it grants them to make you feel in return; but they will not fall in love.

In all of that, through all of that, they do not fall in love.

(Or, the one where Regulus flirts a little too close to the sun and loves getting burned.)

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