Enzo
Enzo gags dramatically, nose wrinkling and smearing the freckles on his face like a painting left out in the rain. “Eugh! Okay firm rule, nobody with corpse kinks. Someone can want me for only my body but not - like - only my body.” This is supposed to be about striking an item off his bucket list, not some creepy stranger’s.
Yet his dreams - cut short or otherwise - mean nothing when held against her active hurt. It’s easy to drop and forget, expression smoothing and focus pointing back to true north.
They have an entire beach to themselves and yet they huddle together like blind pups, breathing each other’s air. “Hey, no past tense,” he whispers, and in the dark of their tangled forms it’s okay for Enzo to sound fragile too. Just for a moment - just until she needs him to be a rock again, and he brings her to his chest to stare unseeing past her head. “Think any of the gods are old enough to accept human sacrifices to balance the scales?” It’s a morbid joke at best, but Enzo’s arms tighten just enough to betray him. He wouldn’t ask that of his twin, never. But he would also sacrifice any number of unknown souls to be back by her side. “We have this for now. It’s better.” It is. It has to be.
Yet his dreams - cut short or otherwise - mean nothing when held against her active hurt. It’s easy to drop and forget, expression smoothing and focus pointing back to true north.
They have an entire beach to themselves and yet they huddle together like blind pups, breathing each other’s air. “Hey, no past tense,” he whispers, and in the dark of their tangled forms it’s okay for Enzo to sound fragile too. Just for a moment - just until she needs him to be a rock again, and he brings her to his chest to stare unseeing past her head. “Think any of the gods are old enough to accept human sacrifices to balance the scales?” It’s a morbid joke at best, but Enzo’s arms tighten just enough to betray him. He wouldn’t ask that of his twin, never. But he would also sacrifice any number of unknown souls to be back by her side. “We have this for now. It’s better.” It is. It has to be.
I'll tell a guy I like him but only if I'm drunk
I might take shots real fast, but I take love real slow
I might take shots real fast, but I take love real slow
