Standing in the sunlight laughing, Hiding behind a rainbow's wall
"You hush." You say, shooting him a look over your shoulder. In Stormbreak being called magic wasn't a compliment. You know what he's trying to say of course, but with what you are—the truly magical creature hidden inside of you—you can't help but want to bristle at the words just the same.
Glancing up at Finn has he sinks down into the water, your heart breaks for the innocence of the moment, if only because you know what a rarity it must be for Finn. The worst part? His mind isn't even here to enjoy it. "I thought you didn't like to swim." You counter playfully. His thighs show signs of bruising, but no lacerations. Whatever swimming he was doing had been rough to say the least, and again you can't help but wonder if some echo of his past hadn't manifested itself on that volcano.
"I'm going to move to your stomach now." You warn, interrupting him quickly as you slide yourself to your right. If the concerns in your mind are more than just unfounded fears you should probably do a genital examination as well. Only...you just can't bring yourself to it. It's a weakness on your part that isn't normally present but...well. Maybe you'll work up to it.
"The other you.." You parrot, gingerly running the cloth over his stomach. Mud and grime are so thickly coated you can't even see the skin below, nor any wounds lingering thereupon. You do your best to be gentle, but the cool water doesn't help break down the mud and ash as well as warm water might. So you watch Finn's face to see when your pressure might be too much.
We opened each other and we fell. Gods if that didn't make it sound like you should absolutely be examining the area beneath the towel. "You pushed him so he would give it back?" You wonder, finally spying the mottled feather and frowning at it. Thinking it nothing more than some organic debris, you gently pull it off Finn's side, moving to throw it away.
"I keep mine hidden." You say, thinking of the unicorn that swims in your heart. "Mine is not for others to know about."
Glancing up at Finn has he sinks down into the water, your heart breaks for the innocence of the moment, if only because you know what a rarity it must be for Finn. The worst part? His mind isn't even here to enjoy it. "I thought you didn't like to swim." You counter playfully. His thighs show signs of bruising, but no lacerations. Whatever swimming he was doing had been rough to say the least, and again you can't help but wonder if some echo of his past hadn't manifested itself on that volcano.
"I'm going to move to your stomach now." You warn, interrupting him quickly as you slide yourself to your right. If the concerns in your mind are more than just unfounded fears you should probably do a genital examination as well. Only...you just can't bring yourself to it. It's a weakness on your part that isn't normally present but...well. Maybe you'll work up to it.
"The other you.." You parrot, gingerly running the cloth over his stomach. Mud and grime are so thickly coated you can't even see the skin below, nor any wounds lingering thereupon. You do your best to be gentle, but the cool water doesn't help break down the mud and ash as well as warm water might. So you watch Finn's face to see when your pressure might be too much.
We opened each other and we fell. Gods if that didn't make it sound like you should absolutely be examining the area beneath the towel. "You pushed him so he would give it back?" You wonder, finally spying the mottled feather and frowning at it. Thinking it nothing more than some organic debris, you gently pull it off Finn's side, moving to throw it away.
"I keep mine hidden." You say, thinking of the unicorn that swims in your heart. "Mine is not for others to know about."
October
