Is It You?

"I-I..." He trails off before he can get his words out. Warden leans down, placing his hands on the smaller mans face onto his yellow, teary eyes. Golem looks at his face, the way the bandages fall, the way his lips curl all, the way his hands move on his skin; they all spark something him, and hes not quite sure what. He pauses for a moment, deep in though. He shakes his head dismissivly, "We cannot do this." His face hardens, a hint of something else in his eyes.

The taller man leans back, his body language turns cold, "And why cant we, my love?" Warden cocks his head to the side, something he learned from Golem. "Why can't I have the love of my life?" Golem freezes, he doesnt quite know the answer either, but something in him says that its wrong.