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9 for ravey? (if u want)

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prompt: a kiss that lasts so long, they are sharing each other’s breaths.

ship: ravey

era: canon | genre: fluff/hurtcomfort

word count: 814

edited: yeet no

warnings: davey is blind

its been a hot second since yall have heard from me and a HOT MINUTE since i’ve written any ravey ? anyways heres the fastest piece (e.g. i wrote the entirety of it. TODAY) ive written in a LONG time <3<3 enjoy my loves!

“what’s your favorite season?”

davey’s footsteps fell close intoline with race’s as they walked down bottle alley, their shoulders brushing with everystep. it was easier and safer than holding hands, as much as they wanted to.

race pondered davey’s question forseveral seconds before answering. “winter. what about you?” the sun was slowlystarting to go down over the horizon, casting a yellow glow over the pair.

the brunette shrugged. “i reallylike autumn,” he replied. “it’s not…it’s not too warm, or too cold, and there’sno bugs, except for this one, iguess,” he laughed gently, bumping his shoulder into race’s.

race rubbed his shoulder in mockpain. “oh, yeah? you know bugs ain’t that bad,” he whined.

“yeah, well,” davey started with apout, “i can’t see them when they’re on me and then i don’t know if it’s a goodbug or a bad bug.”

race tossed his head from side toside, considering this. “that makes sense.” the conversation lulled for severalminutes until it was dark, and race found his fingers slipping into davey’s.he, however, hesitated to hold race’s hand back, instead drawing back a coupleof steps. a look of confusion overcame his straight brows. “you ain’t gottaworry,” race reassured him, reaching again for his hand and squeezing ittightly.

“it’s dark already?” davey asked.he kept his head focused ahead, knowing it wouldn’t make a difference which wayhe looked—really, it was always dark.

“mhmm.”

“you’re not taking me back to myhouse, are you.” it was a statement, not a question. if davey was completelyhonest, he wouldn’t mind—no, he would love—staying out here in the dark withrace, holding his hand, getting to wrap himself up in a tight, warm hug fromhim. the season was summer turning to autumn and slowly, the temperature wasdropping more and more in the evenings.

“i’m gonna take all the time i canget to spend with my lover, no matter if it’s cold outside. i’ll take you backthe long way.” a chill ran through davey’s spine causing him to shudder, andrace tugged him closer with a snicker, wrapping an arm around his waist. “you’sereal pretty, david jacobs, especially in this kinda light.”

race could see the moon starting topeek over the horizon as they turned down another street, one even race wasn’tfamiliar with. its glow cast a shadow underneath his eyes from his delicatelashes. the light changed here, too, letting a blue-purple glow fall overdavey’s porcelain skin.

a flush grew on davey’s cheeks ashe turned away slightly. “you don’t know that.”

“but i do,” race said in earnest. “let me tell you, davey, you’se theprettiest boy i’ve ever laid eyes on. i mean, maybe you don’t think it, but ifall in love with you every time I can see the moon reflected in your eyes andevery time you bite your lip to keep yourself from laughing and oh, davey—evenwhen you blush like that. i fall in love, I swear it.” he paused for a second.“keeps me thinking that maybe one day i’ll be as good-looking as you,” hefinished with a small laugh, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“hey,” davey whispered. “you arepretty.”

“no, i’m not, davey. not like youare, i’m just…just me. besides, you…you can’t even tell.”

“but i can,” davey said, repeating race’s words. he could feel race’s handshaking in his own. “beauty doesn’t come from the outside, love.” maybe, if hetried hard enough, he could find the words that would make race feel better.davey wasn’t that good at words to begin with, and whenever he talked to race,his stomach seemed to become a giant pile of mush and also butterflies. “i seeyou pretty when you’re laughing with all the kids at the lodging house, and isee you pretty when you’re stumbling over the pronunciation of a word, and isee you pretty when i get to hold your hand and hold you close.”

with that, he wrapped a hand aroundrace’s waist and pulled their bodies together in the middle of the street.davey’s lips rested on race’s forehead and he held him there until he stoppedtrembling. “just because i can’t see you doesn’t mean i don’t know you’rebeautiful, tonio.”

he whispered the words tenderlyagainst race’s skin until he dipped down for a kiss, cupping race’s chin in hishand long enough that they seemed to be sharing each other’s breaths. racepulled away with a gasp. “you’re a catch, david.”

“i wouldn’t want to be anyoneelse’s.”

hand in hand, they walked back tothe jacob’s household, and parted with nothing more than a second goodnightkiss on the cheek. oh, yes, it was goodto be his.

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