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"When you can't express or feel, no hurt can make you alive
A single day goes by, like a century unfolding
I see your soul and what you achieve, prehaps that's why I miss you while I see you
Tonight, believe."
Theo Raeken, a lifelong atheist.
Absolute and utter peace. For this time, that's what it truly is.
Not tensing up from the wind chilling across his body, but taking it in and cherishing what's left of it.
Theo, being good at controlling and defining by using his excellent sense of smell, can only feel the strong scent of wood.
It's alright though, he would leave, the wolfsbane had already started to numb him.
"A gracefull day, truly", Liam cheerfuly exclaimed. Theo just chuckled as a response.
"You would be correct."
The two of them just got back from the Sinema, Liam is letting Theo sleep over at his house for so called safety reasons, becouse Theo driving home would be too risky with the amount of wolfsbane spiked alcohol that has been consumed by him, nothing else, of course.
"I only half-expected Alec to actually ask out that girl" the beta rushed over his words while he was taking his shoes off. One of his hands unzipping his left boot, the other one clutching Theo's shirt for dear life.
"It's Alec, after all. What suprised me is that she didn't reject him." Theo covers Liam's hand by his own . In a slick manner he slides it off of his shirt and they just end up holding hands. Kind of? "Hopefully it all works out for them."
Liam only mumbles a "yeah" and out of familiarity unzipps Theo's shoes, who, almost like this is a routine, takes them off without a single sign of embarrassment.
Whilist literally holding hands, they walk into Liam's bedroom.
"I just hope he doesn't screw it up, you know?" Liam takes his hand back, gently. After roughly reorganising his sheets he starts undressing.
Theo simply takes off his shirt, but still has the undershirt on. And his pants, for that manner. Even socks. He's quietly looking at the floor, almost as if admiring the little curves it has.
"Are you planning on sleeping with the floor or me?" Liam, now laying on the bed in his boxers, hair messy and all, gazed at the chimera, pure curiosity reeking.
"Well tehnically, I always sleep on this practicular floor."
"I don't always kick you off! That was one time! Becouse you sneezed in the middle of the night!" He pouts, mostly joking.
"First of all, I can't really control my sneeze and believe me, I would have moved to sneeze elswhere if I could have, but you always squeze me like I'm your comforter or something." Theo sits on the edge of the bed, activly pursuing eye contact.
"You kind of are-" he immediately gets cut off, blush creeping up Theo's cheeks.
"Second of all, the bed is on the floor. If I sleep on the bed, I sleep on the floor. Simple as that."
"Oh shut up smartass, come kiss my irritation away if you wanna be usefull", Liam full-on giggles, that might be the sweetest sound Theo has heard, but he doesn't mention it. "What a sweet wish."
He lays next to Liam, places a gentle, loving kiss on his lips and slowly rests his head on Liam's shoulder.
"Goodnight, bro."
"Sleep tight, dude. Don't let them bite."
Time is never time, at all.