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Summary
A moment longer than time stretches between their stares. Guitar strings rumble over the gentle tune of the radio. A woman’s laughter trembles from a booth in some far corner of the bar. The edges of Bundus’ hair are camouflaging into the painted strokes of his expression, an underpainting drawing forth a painful yearning of blues.
Bro, with a terrifyingly bold thought, realizes that he wants.
”Bro.”
There’s a breath on his cheek. He blinks, and finds that he’s leaned further forward than he ever has been this whole night. His hand is situated on Bundus’ thigh, their noses mere inches apart. The other man hasn’t moved an inch. Deep brown connects with a gilded pair of partly blown eyes.
“You know who I am. Don’t do somethin’ you might regret.”OR;
Bro Santa gets a day off, and runs into an old 'enemy'.
Series
- Part 1 of Anything but Strangers