// i get a toothache every time i lie to someone i love //
“Mm, not even for cocktails and threesomes. Those are vacation activities.” He informs Danta so easily, that it falls in along with the casual way he tells the Maverick precisely what he’s thinking when he thinks of home. It only occurs to him that he’d said it when silence overcomes them, when the cigarette is stubbed out, when his lover’s turning in his arms to nestle in further, nose pressed against the side of his neck above the still darkening necklace Danta had left him.
He takes the moment to set his cigarette down into the ash tray as well, so that his arms can wind around him completely and he can rest the side of his jaw against the currently hornless crown of blonde that greets him. “I am so very glad, darling.” He tacks on, now that he’s realized he’s said it, but that warm pit inside of him that feels wanted only seems to glow now, the embers of being home for the person that is very much home for him too.
A connection that seems unbelievable. Terrifying, to be so attached, but beautiful because it happened.
He takes the moment to set his cigarette down into the ash tray as well, so that his arms can wind around him completely and he can rest the side of his jaw against the currently hornless crown of blonde that greets him. “I am so very glad, darling.” He tacks on, now that he’s realized he’s said it, but that warm pit inside of him that feels wanted only seems to glow now, the embers of being home for the person that is very much home for him too.
A connection that seems unbelievable. Terrifying, to be so attached, but beautiful because it happened.
Astaroth
// please just look me in my rotting smile and tell me i'm the only one you think of //
