of dreams and loyalties...

Okay, Levi knew Halil was right that he did not understand at all fully. What he did understand was having a little brother who made life complicated and choose to take risk. He could see that Hasan did not choose this at all. The male did not actively choose to make things very complicated at all compare to his brother Andrew. He hated that they were all in this mess. Levi sighed and took a deep breath as he listened to Halil. He understood where the male was coming from. He kept listening and placed a hand on Halil chest.

"I wish I can help," he whispered softly. Levi knew he did not have any power to do anything. He was standing between Vincente who was like a brother to him and Halil. "I understand and get it. You care deeply for him. You are an amazing brother Halil," he spoke. "I wish I knew what to say to make this better but I don't and also It is not in my place as well to say anything," he added as his other hand moved to their hand held it.

"Know you have me and all of me one hundred percent supporting you Halil"

Halil stares at him for a long moment, his eyes filled with the familiar warm fondness they always held. There is a moment of hesitance before he kisses him, unused to being openly affectionate at events like these. “When we were children, I dreamt of the day that I got to welcome my little brother’s love to our table, to celebrate them alongside him but this? Well…” The man bites his lip. “It’s not that simple anymore. It can’t be.”

Then, he groans dramatically. “Enough about my brother. Let’s get you a cold glass of…water, Rocky. We don’t want you swinging your fists at friends tonight.” Halil giggles, rubbing the man’s spine as he would rub his hands together when they were cold. “Orrr,” His grin widens. “We could leave and get dinner instead.”

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Hasan sighed as his brother spoke, running his hand through his hair and covering his face with his hands as he took in his brothers words. Hasan really could have continued this without telling anyone, he could have kept it a secret but he refused. He always looked up to his brother, he respected the older male so very much. In a way his brother approval meant so much to him. Hasan did not know the outcome of what was going to happen. Maybe he is right and someone is going to get hurt.

Hasan had been someone who kept his word and promise. He cared about his family and nephews so very much and he would never purposely do anything to put them in a position. He did not know the future and even how the relationship will turn out. He did have a backup in the back of his mind though but, he hopped it would never come to that at all.

"Halil you must understand and remember how it feels to have your heart being pulled in two different direction," he spoke looking at his brother. "I did not choose any of this, I never set out to fall for two people and I did not have a choice...." he added really confused and conflicted.

When he got that hug. When his brother pulled in for a hug. The younger male broke down. "Why? It hurts and its so confusing. I will have to choose......how can I....am so sorry for you everyone in this position."

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The world around them fades away — shuffling feet, rantings, the clink of champagne flutes, the clicks of camera shutters — when Hasan's broken, low voice comprehends in his nervous system. The chastising, disapproving gangster that he'd brought into the conversation melts away leaving Halil, the man, the brother and son, standing there with his little brother, hurting and confused, seeking comfort, against his chest like he'd done so often when they were boys. Metaphorically and literally, Hasan had been his shadow since he was old enough to toddle behind him. Mert would remind him constantly that he was learning from them all, especially him and Halil took it seriously. However, somewhere along the way, Halil realized that his shadow had become his younger brother's prison. That alone had been the deciding factor in his denial of the position Hasan currently held. Empathy stings him so harshly that he has to pull away, holding his brother at arms length by his jaw. Halil locks their eyes. "Benim canım, bak bana..." A loud, exaggerated breath sounds in the air between them, it's exhale long and deep. "— breathe. I'm not an enemy, you're not losing my presence nor my love. You're okay. All is well."

The older man thumbs over his jaw, letting his hands fall away in favour of continuing his assurances and challenges. "Even if you must choose between lovers or occupations, you will never have to choose between me and them, that is not what I meant. You have my support, you, not this relationship for now. I am merely worried for you, that is all — for your heart, your conscious, your future. I don't want you to be burdened with guilt or pain due to your rose-coloured decisions." He continues, the look on Hasan's face breaking his heart. "I understand your situation. I didn't mean to insinuate that you have a choice in who you fall for, my heart made up it's mind the moment that Levi and I met again." And then his challenge because it was the only way to get his brother to focus. "If you two are serious about one another, prove to me that this can work and I will invite them to our table. Until then, you take every precaution, you hear me? Until you're absolutely certain that this cop is in full support of the two sides of your life — the civilian entrepreneur and the crime family head — you keep your mind sharp, keep it low-key. And if they aren't, at the first sign of trouble, you come to me or amca or...contreras, and we will take care of it, understood? If you can promise me that, I will promise to do my best to remember that profession doesn't make a man...or woman?" He grins in question.

"Really? That's good to know," he laughed shaking his head before letting out a sigh. "That's true too, I would not believe if I was told that I will come chase after you, be in a relationship with one of the most handsome, kindest and stubborn guy in the world," he added teasing. Levi never thought he would be in a relationship at all, yet alone having a conversation about marriage. "Ya, look at us."

Levi nodded his head as Halil continued to speak. He understood, Hasan was caught in a storm and he was going to be pulled in two different directions for sure. "I can tell he seriously has feelings for both of them..." he spoke. "I do not want him heart broken too. All you can do is stay by his side and you have my support. I can do what I can to cover things up and be there when you have to keep your distance."

Halil stops them mid-walk, turning to face Levi. "You don't understand — I won't stay by his side if he continues down this path. My younger brother dating a cop means that they will have access to everything that should be no where near one of them. It's not only that, Levi, but if word gets out that I'm affiliated with a cop, I'm dead, do you understand? Lower level Cartel might get a slap on a wrist or fired or thoroughly beaten but me? I'm not just anyone, I'm responsible for all transport of drugs into this state, do you understand what that means? I'm half the heart of the organization. Vincente might be your friend, baby boy but he's still the boss. If he wants to keep faith, he'll have to do it himself. In this way, you will have to watch your best friend kill your husband simply because his younger brother was thinking with the wrong head." "I love him fiercely but condoning actions out of fear of his heart breaking would be doing the opposite an older brother is supposed to do. They might have chemistry, he might believe himself in love but love cannot fix the parts of a relationship that just doesn't work." Halil states.

A year ago, he believed that love was enough to keep the fire alive but in a strange turn of events, the professor had realized that love could only reach so far — two people could love each other dearly and still not be the right fit for one another. "Hasan's heart is going to get broken either way whether by betrayal, lost love, or realizing when it's too late that he was the reason everyone he loves is in jail or dead. This is one lesson that he shouldn't learn the hard way — I don't want him to..."

"Am I already preparing for married life?" he replied with a chuckle and a smile on his face. "Are you saying that you do see us getting married Halil?" he added with a tease. He felt Hal squeeze his hand harder. He sighed just softly and looked at the other.

Levi listened to the male speak and could sense the anxiousness in the other. He in return squeezed Hal's hand back, a way of telling him it was okay and moving closer to him as they walked. "I understand that for sure, little brothers can be something..." he spoke. Levi had been in position where his brother Andrew action ends up putting himself and him in danger. "I have come to know Hasan, he can be impulsive, childish and push peoples buttons but I know he is smart and not foolish."

"I would've married you in the produce aisle that day if not for the chaos of my life at the time. It was strange, a year ago, if you had told me that we would be walking hand-in-hand at one of the fanciest events in the city, I would've laughed in your face." Halil leans back in a laugh, his eyes crinkling, pulling him close into his side as if to say 'now look at us'.

The professor nods, no snarky remark hitting the air. "My brother is the smartest idiot I've ever known. In that way, we are most alike. It's why it concerns me so much. On one hand, Vincente could be using him as leverage against me if I make a mistake. On the other? Dating this cop means that all of us have to tread carefully." Halil's teeth sink into his bottom lip. "My baby brother is now caught in a shit storm of his own making and my hands are tied behind my back. If I support him, it means having to worry that what happened to your brother will happen to mine. Or worse. I want to smack him and protect his heart at the same time..." Hasan sighs softly.

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Hasan sighed heavily as he ran his hands through his hair as he looked at his older brother. "I will not lie to you Halil," he spoke because there was no need to lie at all. His brother knew the truth and plus Hasan did not want to lie about something so important. "I am involved with a cop, it's not like I could help it. I felt something for them and just like I felt something Vincente," he spoke honesty in his voice and also confusion. This feeling was new, Hasan felt like he was being pulled apart and that this was going to really destroy and break him. He knew what his brother thought, what Vince taught as well. He was also sleeping with the enemy and Hasan was not someone who will risk this for nothing.

He was expecting his brothers anger, disappointment and he did not run away from it. He was going to face him and be a man about it. Be so very mature and in this moment Hasan was being so very responsible too.

"I know I am putting everyone in danger but please know I will not be foolish if this was just a simple thing. I.....my heart is being pulled in two directions. I never planned to fall for two men, one of who can be a danger to our family and the other your boss....I get it if you do not believe me and you believe and think am doing this as a game."

#c: halil kılıç #c: hasan kılıç #e: met gala 26

As if his head had been caught between two striking cymbals in an orchestra, blue eyes blur, molecules vibrate in his vision, making his brother look distorted and foreign and every sound around him — music, conversation, footsteps — is muffled by a rise in cortisol. Of all the possibilities he'd expected after Vincente's explanation, Hasan openly admitting to being romantically involved with a cop actually surprises him. All of his muscles tense, his shoulders hunching high into his ears like a threatened cat. He has no control over the ugly look that preludes hard eyes and a clenched, angry jaw but it's the look on his brother's face that disarms his anger like it had never existed in the first place. But the disappointment and tension persists, even as he reins in his frustration so as not to completely destroy his relationship with his brother. He takes a breath. "I won't fault you for falling in love, these things are out of our control but —" He swallows his anger. "You are the head of our family, the king on a throne that one of my sons could inherit in the future, do not leave your nephew the burdens of your recklessness."

"Look, your relationship with this cop, whomever they are, is a fantasy, do you understand? We're not talking about someone not apart of our world, Hasan, we are talking about someone who is actively trying to dismantle it. What do you think your future looks like with them? Hm? In what world can you do your job right while settling into the same bed with someone who would have no issue turning you in? Have you even thought that this person might be using you?" He asks harshly. "As for Contreras? He's worse. He'll string you up by your ankles and convince you that you're standing upright and the only reason your head hurts is because you didn't drink water that day. These relationships must end now. Before you get hurt." Blue meet blue and despite his anger, Halil tugs his brother into his chest, wrapping his arms around him so tightly that his non-support hopefully hurts less. After-all, Halil had never seen him in such a state, had never heard his brother talk about partners in the way he was now. In some ways, the older of the two feels sorry for him. He tucks his face into his brother's ear, whispering softly in spite of everything. "Seni seviyorum...aptal..."

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Hasan was someone who had plenty of connections and friends. Thanks to his club and bar he interacted a lot with so many different people, senators, actors and model. Plus he was a model himself in his free time so it was not a surprise that he would be invited and also that he would also have people inviting him too. Hasan had been pretty quiet lately and been on his best behavior mainly due to certain individuals for sure. The male had noticed his brother and he had heard rumors and whispers about a mysterious person and connection to Levi which he had not fully uncovered. Of course Hasan was still digging into Levi, he found the doctor interesting and wanted to see what the male was hiding especially with the whole contract with his family and the males. So many leads were dead ends, almost like it was burned and covered up.

Hasan finally caught his brother alone for a moment and so he walked toward them. "You and the doctor are so cute. I still think I should have asked him out and win him over," he spoke, being his normal self. "Enjoying the night and where is that mysterious boyfriend of yours Hal?"

#c: halil kılıç #c: hasan kılıç #e: met gala 26 #// let me know if anything needs to change!!

It had been late one night when the metal blinds were drawn in his office and Vincente, flanked by his men, had sauntered in, kicking his feet up on his desk. His usual anger was replaced by devastation but the words that came from his lips was something Halil didn't even think Hasan was capable of. 'Your brother is walking a dangerous path', he didn't give him any more details, left him with a sinking feeling in his stomach that Hasan, even with his usual antics, was up to something worse than having a smart mouth and a flirtatious personality. He understood it better when the look in his eyes had been mirrored back to him by Levi; love, or at least something akin to fondness. So while Hasan was quiet, Halil was grateful for the time to process the information without knowing exactly how his brother was putting everyone in danger. Although they bickered, intentionally insulted each other, it was very rare that either of them would speak to one another like business partners rather than brothers. So, it was strange, the eerie stillness in the way Halil allows him to talk, to settle into himself; very strange how he speaks to him when he speaks next. "Tell me it isn't true." A calculative manipulation, nauseatingly guilty. "Hasan, lütfen..."

Deep down, Levi did question who was sending him these invite and he wondered what type of connections for sure but his mind never went to the possibility that it might had to be family connection to that of his mother. Levi grew up believing that he did not have any family connection and so he really could not put the dots together. His grandfather purposely keeping that information a secret scared that the doctor would gain his freedom, they would lose a weapon. Control, it was always about control with that man. He cared about nothing else.

"I believe I zoned out when you were taught me that motto," he replied with a smirk and grin on his face as he looked and smiled at the man he loved. "Don't worry, that will not happen. It is rare when these fist hit something other than walls and enemies." he sighed softly. "Good to know, I will be sure to keep my distance and walk the other way. It is really interesting that I have not seen your brother. When was the last time you two talked?"

"You're already preparing for married life I see - ignoring me when I speak wisdom in the midst of your personal turmoil." The older man clicks his tongue in faux disapproval, squeezing the physician's hand a little harder.

Suddenly anxious, Halil wets his lips with his tongue. "The last time I saw him in person, he was tied to a chair in a warehouse but...we text regularly. I'm....hesitant to be close to him right now. If I can be honest, I...think he's putting our family in danger at this time. In this way, he is also putting Vincente at risk, you at risk, the girls and our kids too. For nothing more than a casual fling he will be rid of when the month ends."

The doctor laughed shaking his head as he looked at his boyfriend, "Good thing I am not someone who gets jealous at all and so I have nothing to lose sleep over. Plus, you are indeed handsome and it's only natural eyes will be on you every day Dr. Kılıç and plus, I do love the fact that I get you and no one else." he added still smiling as the other took his hand. Levi was not someone who showed off, tonight he wanted to enjoy this moment with the man who had his heart and especially since they are official too. Levi still wondered how he had gotten an invite to this event.

"Good," he spoke as he playfully bumped the other and let out a sigh. "I know am going to run into people I ran into at the party where I was drunk. So not looking forward to that part of the night."

As blue eyes scan the room, the memory of a night in Colombia reminds him of who had gotten Levi invited to a high profile event like this one. In Mert's study, the ex-family head had spread out everything on his desk meticulously — family trees, head shots, alleged crimes, a history of motherless children sold to the patriarch — in hopes to dissuade him from pursuing a relationship with the physician. Burn the contract, turn into a ghost, never look back. However, stubborn and strong-willed, cocky in the face of danger, he persisted. He would choose to stand between Johnathan and Levi — Oliver — every time. It's what the contract was for, wasn't it? The professor sucks in an amusedly exasperated breath. "Oof, right."

"Well listen, remember the motto I taught you last time?" But he hadn't taught him anything, instead, he was making fun of him (fondly). "Fists are for walls, not friends? If you remember that, you should be fine this time. And for your own good, if you see my younger brother, walk the other way. Like a quiet toddler in another room, his silence is making me nervous."

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"Should I be jealous that all eyes will be on you tonight Dr. Kılıç," the male spoke with a smile before a laughter as they walked in together. The last event they were was Levi being drunk and Halil had to look out for him and the doctor had gotten angry and punched his friend. He was glad that tonight was different, they could show off each other and the male was ready to forget all of his family drama for one night. He looked at the male and could not help himself but smile and blush a bit. "Also, you sir do not say anything about me blushing okay?" he added as he looked away from Hal and looked forward.

Levi had gotten used to the mysterious invites to events, he had thought he gotten them due to his grandfather connections or his grandfather pulling strings. He did not mind at all, sometimes he enjoyed them and sometimes he felt like he had no choice but to attend despite being an introvert.

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"Eyes are on me every day, canım, if you were to be jealous of it, you'd never rest." Halil teases in half-truths and flirtation, taking Levi's hand in his despite his normally hesitant nature. Odd it was for the professor to be a plus one rather than a regular guest; a new experience as a man no longer wrapped up in multiple partners once having to navigate events designed for 'traditional' couplings.

The man holds his other hand up in mock surrender. "No mentions of your current resemblance to a strawberry, understood. I would never embarrass you like that at important events like this one. Never."

Levi being so not sober could not help but keep smiling and laughing. He knew he had so much to drink, Levi normally did not drink this much especially with his medication which seem to make alcohol have an interesting effect on him. The doctor and assassin, always managed and stuck to at least a glass but not tonight and he was for sure going to suffer the outcome of his actions tonight tomorrow. Levi listened to Halil and in a way felt bad that the male had come here because of him and he was drunk but his senses and his mind was overridden at the moment.

The last time the doctor was this drunk, his brother Leo had to watch him and Vince was the only one that knew how bad Levi got. First the doctor was more free, little filter and then he always feel hard, demons and memories he pushed always seem to take that moment to slip out when his guard was down. "Who is this person that that tipped you off, do I know them?" a laugh escaping his lips.

"I have lost track, maybe not a lot but I don't know. I should not drink too much due to my meds," he spoke with a grin.

#c: halil kılıç #c: levi grayson #e: the atlas room

Chatty; red-faced; a bit dim — the physician under the influence of alcohol and other substances was, unfortunately for him, just as cute as it was infuriating. Halil tries his best to play the responsible, sober partner but the heavy fondness in his chest doesn't allow for it "You've lost track, huh?" The trafficker grins this time — subtle, warm, trying to be hidden by bitten lips and averted eyes — wrapping his arms around Levi's broad shoulders. "You're a menace to me, your friends, and whatever higher power exists or doesn't, did you know?"

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"Hey, you showed up and why did you not tell me you were coming," the doctor said with a smile on his face as he had a glass of red in his hand. Levi was not really one to drink at event, he was often always sober, reserved and just standing somewhere in the room watching but tonight he had actually had a few drinks and not totally sober. Seeing his son's mother did not help at all. The night had been interesting for sure and at the moment his self control was slightly out of the window.

"Is it okay to openly flirt and kiss you Professor?" he asked chuckling and smiling with a grin on his face. Seeing Hali did make him feel better but a feeling he could not explain was still bubbling underneath. Levi still did not do emotions like that and was learning to feel, express and understand his own emotions. "Or should we keep a low profile?"

#c: halil kılıç #c: levi grayson #e: the atlas room

It had been a simple text — Levi needs you — that had him standing from the couch in his new apartment, having decided to skip out on this particular event in favour of having a night alone to catch up on work and sleep. He wasn't wearing one of his normal flashy suits or watches when he walks into The Atlas Room. For all intents and purposes, Halil, for the first time in a long time, held no image of a hardened gangster, instead, when he smiles at colleagues and grimaces at competitors, he looks like a simple man. Jeans, a soft cotton t-shirt covered by a warm, darkly coloured cardigan-like sweater, he grabs Levi's hand when he starts blabbing drunkenly to him nonsensically. He tries to ignore him, tries not to smile goofily or tell him to shut up fondly, but his lips quirk into a gentle smile as he turns him around.

"I wasn't going to come tonight but in a strange turn of events, someone, who will remain nameless in fear of your retaliation, let slip that my boyfriend was wine drunk at a club re-opening. Therefore, I had to...see it to believe it." He giggles then, his grin now wide and amused as he runs his fingers over the physician's forehead. "How much have you had?"

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#c: halil kılıç #because this is so halil coded I was forced

"I say that is not enough of adjectives Mr. Handsome, blue eye amazing badass dude," he replied with a tease and grin on his face. The doctor had noticed a change in him, he did feel so much lighter and never knew how hard he was holding back. His smiles before had been heavier, behind them was holden emotions. Levi emotions, especially smile at this moment were more of the bright side of the moon. The warmth of the sun shinning on it's surface. At this moment, he was not thinking about any responsibilities, he was letting himself feel for once feel happiness and was enjoying the moment. The conversation between them.

Levi had known touch was his weakness, the doctor had been touched by so many people each time their touch did damage and he accepted it in the past. Halil's touch was nice, it felt like home, it felt so safe and for once in his life he was not worried or scared. He had never trusted someone to touch his body like this, even his body reacted to their touch in a good way. His breathing soft and relaxed. He could not help but smile even more, chuckle softly when they buried himself at the nape of his neck. He knew because of this man, he deserved so much, he deserved to have a touch like this that showed he was something, he was cared for. He was glad had that this man and was glad that he fought for them. The doctor meant it when he said he would always come find him.

Levi smiled as he listened to Halil speak about his childhood. He chuckled taking in every word. Eyes lit up as if hidden memories were coming to life. Levi did wish he would remember it, maybe one day he would remember until then he would listen. "The roles are reverse. Maybe you learned from me and I learned from you how to find you," he winked as he placed a soft and quick kiss on the male's lips. This felt so very real, for the first time in his life the doctor could feel the warmth overtake the coldness of the moon.

If it was any possible, the doctor face soften even more. He smiled, his eyes warm and his body relaxed even more and he held on to the male's hands tighter. "Thank you," he responded back. Levi understood, he was the same way. He hid the panic attacks, his mental health from everyone. He did understand Halil being scared to show it. "I understood why you run away. I know you have not seem me broken down, when my depression gets worst but, I trust you to be there for, I am going to let you be there for me and when that bad day comes I will come running to you."

"I love you too so much. I am so madly in love with you Halil. I was scared at first to trust this feeling but not anymore. You have all of me okay, my handsome knight. It's okay to be scared okay" he whispered as he placed his head on Halil.

#c: halil kılıç #c: levi grayson

An infatuated grin curls on his lips, boyish, softened by Levi's words of support and promises of their future where no boundary lay between them; they would be laid out bare for each other to witness and memorize or consume with the hunger that so often festered between them when they were alone together. Halil watches him with love-sick and glossy eyes that make them look more like the waves of the ocean than eyes, his stomach swooping violently — You have all of me — his breath stills — it's okay to be scared — he swallows thickly. And for once, with resonance wrapping around his heart like vines on an olive branch, as Levi presses his forehead to his, he kisses him softly. "You have all of me." It was true, wasn't it? He and the girls had made the decision to split after a long conversation about logistics and emotions. Paige was unhappy, he was unhappy and Aylin got caught in the middle of two people that she loved.

A knock on his door startles him away from Levi like a teenager. His mother's voice on the other side of his door makes him chuckle against the physician's lips. It's a quick answer, muffled by the door, but he gives Levi a look before grinning, rolling off the bed and tugging him by the hand toward the door despite any potential protests. Halil unlocks it, pulling the door open. "Anne ya!" He drawls moodily, his grin playful, eyes wide, and free hand leaning on the archway. "Can't you see I'm busy." Klaudia opens her mouth to speak but closes it again, her eyes, twinkling in the the same colour as Halil's meet Levi's over his shoulder.

who: @hasanxhilic | where: a conference room, manhattan

Mid-day, on opposite sides of a conference room table, folders and contracts splayed out along the polished oak, Halil leans back in his chair finally sliding a document toward his brother with one sweep of his hands. A devilish grin overcomes him but he doesn't tease his brother or treat him like a child, instead, Halil simply talks business. "That's my last offer, take it or leave it — if you take it, we're business partners as long as your profits steadily increase or plateau where they are. Leave it and if this club doesn't take off, I get to laugh in your face." His smirk is playful, fond. He liked giving him a hard time but he knew deep down that anything Hasan touched succeeded. "What do you say, little brother?"

#c: halil kılıç #c: hasan kılıç

Never in the doctor's life has he had someone challenge and called him out like this before. Well he did have his best friend and his brother before they passed but, it was so very different coming from the other male. Levi and Halil did have opposite childhood for sure. Levi grew up training, studying people and the warmth he felt was from the sun when he had a few moments to breath after training. He did not remember himself smiling or laughing like how normal kids did, like how he son did. Levi had never been a stranger to silence, he liked it and was used to it. After all silence was one of an assassin's biggest tool and an as assassin had to have a strong relation with it.

His heart was beating, eyes showing emotions that he wished he could show on his face but some emotions did slip to the doctor's face. Levi was a dormant volcano, instead of lava waiting but instead chemistry of emotions which contained painful memories, moments, doubts, and grief he had yet to fully process. It was only a matter of time before the pressure got too much but at this moment some of those pressure were released. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he felt the male's touch, the tears being wipe away from his face and then being pulled close to the man he loved so very much. He took in Hal's scent and just sighed. He was glad when he heard those words because the doctor never knew how hard it was to fight for something like this, something he wanted and how it was a good feeling to do so.

He followed the other's lead, letting them lead the two of them down the stairs and into his bedroom. Levi chuckled and playfully rolled his eyes once they were sitting on Halil's bed and the male spoke. "Shut up you handsome blue eyes dude," he teased as he leaned in and place a quick kiss on the male's forehead. He grabbed Hal's hand and held it, playing with the male's fingers. Smiling softly, a real and vulnerable smile with emotions.

"Am glad. I will always come find you," he whispered softly. "Since am here, you better give me the full tour and show me around."

#c: halil kılıç #c: levi grayson

"That's a lot of adjectives." Halil teases with smiling half-lidded eyes against the tender backdrop of their post-fight closeness. His shoulders felt lighter when he reaches out again to brush thumb pads against his skin, the heavy greyness that had settled around his heart finally giving way to SUNLIGHT. It felt like a dream, to be sat so close to him, the room quiet around them, that he felt like he could admit anything in this moment and neither of them would remember when he woke up alone. Eyes linger in shy glances. Fingers massage fingers and brush over knuckles. Halil scoots a little closer, his own fingers curling around his knee, leaning his weight down only just. Levi was a solid anchor in this moment where dreams were crossing the boundaries into reality as much as he'd been the catalyst for such destruction. Childhood dreams and teenage fantasies creep forth from the walls that they'd been trapped in, burying themselves at the nape of his neck and making his blue eyes sparkle when Levi promises to always find him. Nostalgia in all its emotion makes his nostrils flare and his eyes water, his hand tightens on his knee. "I know you don't remember your early childhood but before your mom passed away, I would visit with my father every fall. You were a cute baby, an even cuter toddler - but you...were really bad at hide and seek." A smile upturns at the corners of his mouth. "You'd hear my footsteps getting closer and giggle so hard that I had to pretend to have a hard time finding you." "Now I'm the one having trouble hiding. Ironic." The professor whispers, still watching the physician with fond eyes.

"I'll show you around, make your long arduous journey worth it, promise but first...I'm sorry." Halil whispers. "For the yelling. For leaving, for not telling you where I was going or why. That night with you scared me. I'm used to being alone when I panic. I hid my anxiety from the girls for years, even now they've never seen me in the state you did." He takes a breath. "I love you, Levi. So much that it scares me..."

tristanzaire

"Oh baby, I never blamed the ocean. Didn't you hear? The ocean has a very impressive streak of eating the rich." Tristan shrugs, looking ahead. "Sometimes the poor get caught in the middle of it, but don't we always."

Then, he makes a face. "Your boss would want me to grind up on you from behind? That little freak."