you put your arms around me and i'm home
His stomach is still fluttering, but he isn’t sure if it’s from the old shed star’s words, the alcohol, or just the excitement of having his mate back. Perhaps it’s a compilation of all three, or maybe it’s just the magic of the night that ties his heart into knots. Either way, the prophecy’s effect is fading fast.
Surely he’ll remember it in the morning, when the alcohol wears off, but for now he just wants to dance with his beloved.
”And yet you never know when that could change.” Aion leans into the kiss, and that’s all it takes to shift his focus entirely. “All I know is, the night is not over yet,” he tells him, pressing their shoulders together and guiding him back to the markets.
And when he turns to kiss him again, their lips touching with all the gentleness and impatience that only they can know, the stars seem to wink at them and each other.
walk. "talk."
eyyyy we’re done
@Eros
rhiaan / sid
