MILO
the hope and the hurt has lived inside of me
but there's gold in the dirt
but there's gold in the dirt
There’s a quick glance shot back the direction Sam’s looking as Milo tries to finagle their way into the bathroom. “’m brother made that when he was… Twelve, I think?” He offers, noticing that the only thing over there of some semblance was a homemade fishing hook with vibrant colors of ramphire plumes.
But then they’re in the bathroom and Milo closes and locks the door in case his rambunctious family returns home too quickly, and turns his attention onto Sam. The question is met with a pause and Milo, patiently, attempts to wait. Only when the Ascended’s hands are outstretched to him, that’s when he nods and moves to stand before where Sam sits on the edge of the bath. “Gotta get yer clothes off, a’ight?” He hums, moving Sam’s arms until he can slip the Ascended’s shirt off, letting it fall with a wet slap to the ground. He then turns on the water for the bath, picking a temperature and getting it to start filling before he’s returning to Sam to help him up.
His hands find Sam’s pants, aiming to try and remove those too provided Sam lets him.
But then they’re in the bathroom and Milo closes and locks the door in case his rambunctious family returns home too quickly, and turns his attention onto Sam. The question is met with a pause and Milo, patiently, attempts to wait. Only when the Ascended’s hands are outstretched to him, that’s when he nods and moves to stand before where Sam sits on the edge of the bath. “Gotta get yer clothes off, a’ight?” He hums, moving Sam’s arms until he can slip the Ascended’s shirt off, letting it fall with a wet slap to the ground. He then turns on the water for the bath, picking a temperature and getting it to start filling before he’s returning to Sam to help him up.
His hands find Sam’s pants, aiming to try and remove those too provided Sam lets him.
i never took the time to see
but i knew of its worth
but i knew of its worth
