Reaching High

now there's a space too wide

The alchemist shook his head only a fraction of an inch, but still his lip swayed over Sam's. "I do not want you to be someone knew." He whispered. What he wanted was to go back in time. To keep himself from yelling at Sam and telling him to leave. To let himself be smothered and fussed over as it was apparently what Sam had needed, even though it was not what Remi had. But had he done that, perhaps Sam would have never made the choice that he had. But then, strangely, a memory came to him. A memory of Ludo on that strange night where he had been forever changed. The cloaked god had said that everyone always had a choice. Those words had been scolding before, but now they settled in the dark places in Remi's mind like a consolation.

The sudden pressure against his lips made Remi moan softly, his lips parting and his tongue echoing Sam's own. The hand curling low against his back an invitation that his hips wanted to hastily accept despite how his mind made his limbs stay where they were. "I do not think I can forget...I..." His voice trailed off, his heart grief-stricken and his body awash in confusing emotions.

He couldn't forget but he didn't want to leave. And the tug of war that pulled him in opposite directions, one saying he was a fool for staying, the other saying to hell with it all, was unbearable.

that's left us with wondering eyes

Coding base by Sky!