( that tenderness he's come to associate with mystery wells up in his chest while they kiss, threatening to swallow him too fast. too soon. baby nudges him with his nose, his lips, and then, without a word, he draws away.
but it isn't to leave him. instead, he takes mystery's hand and leads him back towards the bedroom. their bedroom. when they'd decided to get this place, it had originally been to have somewhere private to fuck. or to spend time on their own, though they've rarely been apart for more than a few hours at a time. now, it's this strange sort of safe haven, crawling into bed and sagging into the mattress once mystery is comfortable.
he's so tired. yet... )
What if you're not here when I wake up?
( his voice is low, hesitant—completely uncharacteristic of him. but he'd already worried about losing mystery before their last performance, and now, with the others (probably) gone, mystery is the only one he has. the only one who matters. )
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but it isn't to leave him. instead, he takes mystery's hand and leads him back towards the bedroom. their bedroom. when they'd decided to get this place, it had originally been to have somewhere private to fuck. or to spend time on their own, though they've rarely been apart for more than a few hours at a time. now, it's this strange sort of safe haven, crawling into bed and sagging into the mattress once mystery is comfortable.
he's so tired. yet... )
What if you're not here when I wake up?
( his voice is low, hesitant—completely uncharacteristic of him. but he'd already worried about losing mystery before their last performance, and now, with the others (probably) gone, mystery is the only one he has. the only one who matters. )