I know. [What they have right now is so fragile that Dezel is afraid to give a name to it.] I know you would.
[The younger man's face finds its way into Dezel's bare neck, and it's his turn to shudder. He hopes Sorey doesn't notice. It would be embarrassing to explain that he hasn't held someone in his arms for a millennium. Sorey smells like feathers and books, like the edges of places yet undiscovered. Dezel wonders if Sorey can read him, and he wonders if he can learn to read by touching Sorey's words with his fingertips. He doesn't know. He's afraid to ask.]
You saved me.
[He surrounds Sorey not just with his arms, but with his wind. There's the barest hint of a warm breeze-- just enough to keep the room from stifling.]
You're not gonna sleep for another thousand years, all right? I won't let you.
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Date: 2017-01-26 07:06 am (UTC)[The younger man's face finds its way into Dezel's bare neck, and it's his turn to shudder. He hopes Sorey doesn't notice. It would be embarrassing to explain that he hasn't held someone in his arms for a millennium. Sorey smells like feathers and books, like the edges of places yet undiscovered. Dezel wonders if Sorey can read him, and he wonders if he can learn to read by touching Sorey's words with his fingertips. He doesn't know. He's afraid to ask.]
You saved me.
[He surrounds Sorey not just with his arms, but with his wind. There's the barest hint of a warm breeze-- just enough to keep the room from stifling.]
You're not gonna sleep for another thousand years, all right? I won't let you.