Hush, Don't Scream

Just Another Life - Chapter 1

Sorry for all of those promises that I'd finish HNRT, but I have no muse for it any more :c 

ANYWAY, yes, this is the latest fabrication of my literary genius //sarcasm\\. 

Uploads should be frequent (don't hold me to my ever-broken promises), but may have odd trends as I have exams. I mostly write when I'm on the canal boat c: 

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C h a p t e r 1 

Just another life 

"we are all but a piece of a grand puzzle"

To say that waking up beside Damen was a pleasure was an understatement. The feel of his body arching around my back was enough to send my mind reeling into a world of my own fantasies, where he & I had the world to ourselves, and time was no longer a problem. Not to say that our togetherness was fleeting, no, it was far from it, but it did seem that I never saw enough of him even when most of our day was reserved for each other. Studying in the same 6th form meant that we shared most of our weekdays, and only the Saturdays & Sundays in which we worked were the times we were separated. 

Indeed, we were conjoined at the hip, never leaving each other if we had the option to stay. One might think we would bore of each other, but in the three years of our relationship, not once had we doubted it. He was my everything, and I was pretty damn sure I was his. 

I stretched my long arms outwards and released a gaping yawn, expelling a gasp of air. After a few moments of glancing around, my gaze lingering upon the form of a sleeping Damen, I pushed off the side of the bed to head towards the curtains. 

Our tiny, claustrophobic flat wasn't anything special, but it wasn't to be complained about either. Settled in urban London, we had access to most of the world, and despite the size & price, it was a lovely little area. It was, of course, the best we could afford on our incomes. Both of us had spawned from wealthy families, and they had paid for the deposit on the purchase, as well as part of the mortgage, but the rest was up to us. The bills took up the majority of our pay, leaving about £500 a month left over for food & leisure. Not that we had to worry: as independent as we may have been, we still had the support of our parents to get along. 

Drawing open the beige-fabric curtains, I stared out onto the bustling streets of London. It wasn't a fantastic view, but when you got used to it, watching the daily lives of every person could be interesting. At this time of the morning, everyone queued madly in the rush to get to work, only to create massive lines of noisy traffic. I pitied the poor people who lived on the first floor; sleeping at this time must have been living hell. Of the fifteen floors which towered upwards in our street, we lived on the twelfth, just right for us. It lifted us away from the hectic morning cacophony & took us to a quieter level, where we lived with a community of plump pigeons who flocked to the balconies in the hopes of scraps of food. 

Today, an assortment of car colours met my eyes as they travelled to the roads below. People from a range of backgrounds strode across the pavements, all going to varying destinations of which I could only speculate about. James & I often sat on the balcony during half-terms like this to give people names & fabricate a life story for them. As mundane as it may sound, it is an extremely entertaining pass-time. 

Damen grumbled as he stirred, sprawled across the entire Queen-sized bed. He smiled briefly to himself within the darkness of his closed eyes, then allowed them to flicker open & pass across my body. Winter had forced me to wear a camisole & sweats to bed, but this did not seem to disappoint Damen, who managed to find me attractive regardless of what I wore. I met his stormy grey eyes for a moment before he rolled out of bed, pulling on some jogging bottoms over his boxers. He wasn't afraid to show off his chiselled chest, and I wasn't complaining - the beginnings of a six pack were starting to show beneath his skin, giving him definition to die for. His face matched his body perfectly, a defined yet manly jaw leading up to perfect features & a head of gold-laced brown hair.