"Yeah... sorry, I'm rambling aren't I? I'm just really excited about these new plants I've got... but it's late. I don't want to talk your ear off." He whispers to me, my eyes watching the way his lips stumble over the words he loves.
Fingers fumbling through the dark, I type out a messy "no, it's fine, I like your rambling." for him to hear.
He smiles at me in the dark, and the desire to make my lips and his touch is overwhelming, so I give in, tasting his words about his new flowers and how they cannot compare to my beauty. He doesn't move back, but leans into it, adjusting to wrap his arms around my body. He is up against me, his sweater, his skin, his innocence, his insanity, and I love it all.
It goes too fast, but in a mix of kisses and messy finger movements, my shirt is off, my bare and skinny chest exposed for him, and he's running his strong hands down my ribs, pressing kisses to my stomach. He holds my cold and tired body close in his arms, kissing me more, and with needy nudges on my end, soon his shirt is off too.
Though the dark hides many things, it cannot hide the surprise that lies in his bare arms. I let out a soft gasp, gliding my fingers just over his rows of cuts as he lets out a shaky, pained breath.
There is nothing to say and there is nothing I can say. He can feel the worry radiating off of my hallow bones as I see the horrifying sight, though I press kisses to his intended injuries nontheless.
I kiss him on the lips, and can taste every drop of blood he has ever shed.
"I love you." He breathes into my mouth, the words tasting sweet and honest but incredibly pained.
I answer him with a kiss.
It lasts no more than a second though, I am quick to grab the first aid kit, open it up, and play doctor on Basil's arm, cleaning it, wrapping it in bandages, and putting his sweater back on.
"There's a time for everything." he whispers, almost sad, but his voice is grateful, and I know in the second he continues he is echoing the thoughts I don't have the capability to express. "Now just isn't it."
I put away the first aid kit, pull on my shirt, and then hug him.
A gentle kiss on my lips. Less feral. A silent thank you.
(415 words)
(Trees ii mccafferty)
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Trees (an omori fic)
FanfictionSunny moved with his mother to a far off town after Mari died, and got into some trouble with a boy named Nik. He has to live with his dad though, and reconnects with some old friends. The name Trees comes from the 3 songs by the band McCafferty. I...
