Make the most out of no time

I suppose I have always liked blue eyes. It was such a simple line but so perfect, a sentence Sam would remember for years when he told himself this story again and again, remembered the way Remi's gaze drifted down to his lips, the hypothetical soundtrack swelling to a crescendo as they moved together and then... And then... He was pulled close, but not to the embrace he had expected. Sam had been ready to fall into Remi's arms anyway so went willingly despite his confusion. He almost didn't hear the instruction whispered into his hair over the daydreams in his head, but he heard enough to go absolutely still and grab onto Remi's side with his spare hand, not daring to quite look behind him. "What is it..?" He whispered quietly, wishing he could communicate directly into Remi's mind like they had as hawks. Samuel Another little "nothing ever after", nothing more? And lo, but no! What bliss Another jolly jaunt through the abyss