Everest
Unable to breathe, face planted as he is, Ever is considering whether or not it’s worth the effort it would take to lift his head when Mateo fusses with his shoes. A flare of panic and guilt streaks through him, though rather than jolting him into motion, Mateo’s kindness only renders the paramedic even more paralyzed than he had been before. Not only had he ruined everything, but now he’d obligated Mateo into taking care of him.
Every time the florist goes and returns, Ever bunches in on himself more like some abused shelter dog that expects at any moment he might be beaten. Though when Mateo returns and remains, only then does Ever raise his face from his bed to appraise his roommate. “I’m so sorry Mateo.” He manages, flinching slightly at the sound of his own voice. Peering down at the unhappy nest of blankets on the ground, Ever bites at the inside of his cheek wondering how to phrase the bright need which had just made itself known in the back of his head. Rarely if Ever did the paramedic seek out others, especially physically, in any situation. But just now the thought of Mateo sleeping on the ground was as unacceptable to him as was the idea of him sleeping in his bed alone.
“You’ll have a terrible sleep down there.” He says slowly. “My mattress is memory foam.” Ever adds unhelpfully.
Every time the florist goes and returns, Ever bunches in on himself more like some abused shelter dog that expects at any moment he might be beaten. Though when Mateo returns and remains, only then does Ever raise his face from his bed to appraise his roommate. “I’m so sorry Mateo.” He manages, flinching slightly at the sound of his own voice. Peering down at the unhappy nest of blankets on the ground, Ever bites at the inside of his cheek wondering how to phrase the bright need which had just made itself known in the back of his head. Rarely if Ever did the paramedic seek out others, especially physically, in any situation. But just now the thought of Mateo sleeping on the ground was as unacceptable to him as was the idea of him sleeping in his bed alone.
“You’ll have a terrible sleep down there.” He says slowly. “My mattress is memory foam.” Ever adds unhelpfully.
even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
