NATE
It’s really kind of disconcerting, how easily stillness comes to Nate when it is so new. While Sunjata moves around him, ushering Maea out, licking the door, rearranging the furniture, he doesn’t move, doesn’t breathe. Doesn’t respond to the words, not an accusation but feeling like it. Or maybe he wants it to feel like one.
It’s only when the attuned man sits that Nate moves, stepping close to the edge of the couch and dropping down, gracelessly as a puppet with its strings cut. He rests his chin on the edge of the cushion, beside Sunjatas face, blue eyes focused on him, taking in the sharp profile, but not quite meeting the storm that waits for him in the other mans eyes. ”I was, wasn’t I?”
”Lucky I had you here.” There is a bit of amusement as he repeats the words from earlier, his lips quirking into a half hearted smirk. It’s much easier to feel the guilt now, try as he might to step past it.
It’s only when the attuned man sits that Nate moves, stepping close to the edge of the couch and dropping down, gracelessly as a puppet with its strings cut. He rests his chin on the edge of the cushion, beside Sunjatas face, blue eyes focused on him, taking in the sharp profile, but not quite meeting the storm that waits for him in the other mans eyes. ”I was, wasn’t I?”
”Lucky I had you here.” There is a bit of amusement as he repeats the words from earlier, his lips quirking into a half hearted smirk. It’s much easier to feel the guilt now, try as he might to step past it.
But it takes someone to come around to show you how
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
