Here’s a little snippet from the upcoming chapter of my Fae fic, “Of the Dreaming and the Dying,” enjoy!
With squinted eyes Tommy looked towards his window, slowly rising up from the floor where he was laid out drawing. Tommy discreetly pushed his drawings under his bed just in case he needed to get his Dad for help and then slowly walked to the window, hating how the floor creaked under him.
Tommy looked out the window, seeing nothing and ready to dismiss the whole thing as him being paranoid before a face popped up from down below, whispering “BOO!”
Tommy thankfully was able to swallow his scream, not wanting to alert his Dad, but it was a close call.
In front of Tommy was Purpled, his eyes glinting mischievously, probably because Tommy had told him never to come to his home and yet here he was, at Tommy’s bedroom window when his Dad was home.
“Purpled! What in Prime’s name are you doing here!?” Tommy harshly whispered, glaring at Purpled.
“Open the window kid,” Purpled said quietly instead of answering. Tommy glanced around, not sure how good of an idea that was, but talking through the window was a bit annoying and he could still hear his Dad practicing his guitar, so with quick hands, Tommy unlocked his window and Purpled swiftly came into the room, landing gracefully.
“You didn’t need to come here Purpled,” Tommy said quietly, sitting on his bed and crossing his arms as Purpled walked around his room with interest.
“Well you haven’t shown up to training sessions and I wasn’t getting paid so I thought I would check in,” Purpled said in a mumble, still looking around.
“I’m grounded for another two weeks but once that's over I should be able to meet you,” Tommy said, uncomfortable with Purpled sitting on the bed next to him.
“Grounded? Fuck, I thought something had actually happened. Okay, thats good I guess,” Purpled said with a sigh of relief.
Relief? Was Purpled… worried for Tommy?
“Did you miss me?” Tommy asked teasingly, enjoying how some heat rose to Purpled’s cheeks before he shot up off the bed and glared at Tommy.
“No! I just didn’t want to lose my customer. I could care less about you,” he said with a scoff, but Tommy could see under it all. Maybe Purpled wasn’t as annoying of a brat as Tommy thought.
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