The night before (Sebinis Short story)
His legs were straddling Sebastians hips. Sun shone warmly through the window. The door was open, and a cooling breeze was relieving on their overly warm torsos. Birds were tittering and you could here wind going through trees. Sebastian lay on the couch, eyes closed, enjoying the feeling of the warmth, the wind, and hands on his naked chest.
Ominis had his eyes Closed. He felt soft skin turn into that smooth feeling of one of the countless ugly scars, that littered Sebastians Body.
Sebastian took Ominis hand by the wrist and slowly guided it towards his face. Ominis could almost see his relaxed expression. His hair having grown. His curls never quite lying flat.
He sighed. Ominis was so tired, but he didn´t want to stop.
It was the night before.
Tomorrow their fifth school year would start. The cold season would come and with it the sadness and the hollow feeling of guilt.
Damarcus-
Gentle Hands brought him back to reality and the joy, the freedom, the relief all that touched his face bringing all the dark thoughts far away, burrowing them, but not killing them.
Grief can be helpful after all and Important. Never forget that,
He told himself.
The hand was slowly stroking his back and he let himself fall towards that warm body, which was catching him and engulfing him in something he didn´t deserve.
Sebastian felt that familiar feeling of clear blood being spilled on his shoulder. Calming both and coaxing the blanket of sleep upon the world.
