[ there's still so much he's angry about when it comes to his death, but it's been years. several hard years. yet, there's no point really dwelling on it while he's here in this place; if it's true, he won't even remember it when he returns home, a slightly sour thought when it comes to all the connections he will have made by the time that happens. mostly, he's thinking about dorian and the draw that's between them, leaning closer so his nose brushes against his jaw, his cheek.
he should kiss him again. there are hours before he can leave this building, and there's not much else that interests him. ]
But there isn't much point worrying about it here. Everything I've done back home is on pause. I need to make the most of what I have right now.
[ never mind he'd been ready to throw his life to the side to visit the down again. he might consider it before the time dorian laid out is up, but for now, he pushes it far from his thoughts and focuses on the warmth of the body against his. ]
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[ there's still so much he's angry about when it comes to his death, but it's been years. several hard years. yet, there's no point really dwelling on it while he's here in this place; if it's true, he won't even remember it when he returns home, a slightly sour thought when it comes to all the connections he will have made by the time that happens. mostly, he's thinking about dorian and the draw that's between them, leaning closer so his nose brushes against his jaw, his cheek.
he should kiss him again. there are hours before he can leave this building, and there's not much else that interests him. ]
But there isn't much point worrying about it here. Everything I've done back home is on pause. I need to make the most of what I have right now.
[ never mind he'd been ready to throw his life to the side to visit the down again. he might consider it before the time dorian laid out is up, but for now, he pushes it far from his thoughts and focuses on the warmth of the body against his. ]