paranoia and dissociation [TBoI]

fuck my faggot life

the deserter leaned his head back against the enigma as the ginger ran his fingers through his messy hair. his fingers felt cold. well, his whole body felt cold. It wasnt surprising. thats what happens when you're... dead for a period of time.

the deserter didnt mind though. in fact, he enjoyed the cold, icy touch of his partner. he always felt hot. so it was nice to be able to cool down every once in a while.

"How do you feel?" the enigma asked, still playing with the others hair.

"I feel... better. I like being with you." he let out a content sigh and closed his eyes.

the deserter felt exhausted, even burnt out. he didnt remember the last time he took a break. hell, he couldnt remember the last time he had a proper sleep. he never had the time to actually sleep due to... him. dark esau. but this— he actually had a chance to rest. He doesn't have to keep running and end up passing out due to exhaustion, for now.

the deserter huddled closer to the enigma and buried his face in his chest.

"I love you.." the deserter mumbled to him.

the enigma didnt respond with words at first. however, he responded with a happy reaction and gave him a little peck on the forehead before replying.

"I love you too, Jacob."