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Blame my friend- they made me ship Benjamin Tallmadge/John Laurens'I clutched his hand after a moment, slowly glancing to him, entranced by the way he stared to the sky. His eyes are pristine and blue, something so beautiful, something that is kind. It's like looking into a bay of water, one untouched for centuries by man. It's as if I'd drown if I stared much longer, but I simply could not turn away.Around us, flowers gracefully swayed in the wind, reaching out for their call to recognition. They, as many men have, cling to hope that one day, their voices will be heard and their songs will be sung. I smiled, gently plucking a smaller yellow flower, hidden away in the grasses."It's... nice..." His voice sounded, though he seemed almost far away."What is?""Laying here with you, Benjamin." He spoke softly. His eyes scanned my face now, and I flushed lightly. He is kind, considerably so, but... I know our time here is limited."It is... I couldn't ask for anyone better to spend my time with," I insisted, reaching over enough to graze my fingers through his honey-colored hair. "You... are easy to talk to... To spend time with." There was a smile that fell upon his lips. I chuckled softly, looking back ahead. Aside from the yellows, there was pinks, blues, and purples that flooded the fields in waves. It was perfect; no, beyond that... Heavenly.'…