good enough ain't good enough for you or me, and feeling stuck is fucking up my sanity
Felix realizes very quickly that Zeph is heavy and it actually uses a surprising amount of might, but he manages to get Zeph to budge (because it was all him in his mind) evident by the way that Zeph is standing, hands on his knees, looking tired. He releases the hold on Zeph before his brows furrow and he stares at the older man as if he holds some audacity to just sit back down again after the teenager had worked so hard to get him to stand.
But finally they’re moving and Zeph’s arm rests along Felix’s shoulder, and the young attuned focuses on following the direction the smuggler leads, eyes taking in everything around them. The beach comes into view, and a wide grin spreads across Felix’s face as he watches people fill sand in bags, head bobbing as he listens to everything that Zeph has to say. “Okay!” And then the young boy gets to work.
He hops down into the sand, shoveling some of the sand into bags before he realizes that his bear shift might make some better progress — after all, his paws were made for digging. So he alerts those around him that he’ll shift just in case it takes them off guard, and he turns into the fuzzy, long haired bear that lived in his soul. He fills more bags, and as soon as he sees Zeph, he grabs a couple bags and drags them over toward the wagon before sitting and lifting them to dump them in.
But finally they’re moving and Zeph’s arm rests along Felix’s shoulder, and the young attuned focuses on following the direction the smuggler leads, eyes taking in everything around them. The beach comes into view, and a wide grin spreads across Felix’s face as he watches people fill sand in bags, head bobbing as he listens to everything that Zeph has to say. “Okay!” And then the young boy gets to work.
He hops down into the sand, shoveling some of the sand into bags before he realizes that his bear shift might make some better progress — after all, his paws were made for digging. So he alerts those around him that he’ll shift just in case it takes them off guard, and he turns into the fuzzy, long haired bear that lived in his soul. He fills more bags, and as soon as he sees Zeph, he grabs a couple bags and drags them over toward the wagon before sitting and lifting them to dump them in.
FELIX
