sʜᴏʀᴛ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs [eng]

𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕣

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Damon stood at the bus stop that Ezra
has chosen as a meeting point.

The cigarette in his mouth was slowly burning.

The stop is littered with memories.

Their first encounter.

Both were out late in the evening, each on their own way.

Their eyes crossed at the bus stop, and both stopped.

Ezra's face was scratched.
His eyes were slightly red,
tears were still running down his cheeks.

Damon on the other hand was completely fine, neither crying, nor injured.
He seemed rather annoyed.

But when he saw Ezra, his heart stopped.
Under the light of the street lamp, despite his injuries, he looked so beautiful.

"Yo."

Damon nodded at the bench,
Ezra turned his head.

"How about some company on this lonely evening?"

Ezra was silent, which made Damon a little unsure until he suddenly saw how hard the little one was actually trying to hold back his tears.

"Need a hug?"

Damon extends his arms to him, Ezra looked at him briefly before accepting the hug.

A smile became visible on his face before tossing the cigarette away and taking out his cell phone.

Ezra was late.

"Hah. He probably fell asleep again."

The older teen got up and went down the street, his hands in his pockets. He stopped and looked at the street.

"I'm going to fall down, Damon!"

He just laughs while Ezra grips the rack and screams.

But after a while he calmed down and enjoyed the wind in his hair as they cycled down the street.