[sometimes koby lies awake at night, fists clenched over his stomach, thinking about – after, about when all this ends, when saltburnt finally releases them back to their homes. he thinks about what wally had said, about universes and magic and haki and the overlap of science and impossibility, and he tries so, so hard to believe that there’s a chance he won’t just wake up one morning in the marine barracks and not even know what he’s missing.
and then sometimes quentin kisses him, touches him, smiles against his mouth, and believing it is effortless.
koby’s hands are in quentin’s hair, tugging him down for longer, deeper kisses, hungry the way he usually is first thing in the morning – usually they spend a bit longer tangled up together, especially lately, now that koby’s various part-time responsibilities have him sleeping in a bit longer. it’s a good thing that most of koby’s favorite things at breakfast will keep, because at the moment – well. he’s hungry for something else.]
I love you. I’m – thank you. [pausing, breathless, rosy-cheeked, eyes bright and hopeful.] You aren’t – how hungry are you? Because if you want to eat first that’s. We can, I just. I want to thank you, um. A different way. For my birthday.
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and then sometimes quentin kisses him, touches him, smiles against his mouth, and believing it is effortless.
koby’s hands are in quentin’s hair, tugging him down for longer, deeper kisses, hungry the way he usually is first thing in the morning – usually they spend a bit longer tangled up together, especially lately, now that koby’s various part-time responsibilities have him sleeping in a bit longer. it’s a good thing that most of koby’s favorite things at breakfast will keep, because at the moment – well. he’s hungry for something else.]
I love you. I’m – thank you. [pausing, breathless, rosy-cheeked, eyes bright and hopeful.] You aren’t – how hungry are you? Because if you want to eat first that’s. We can, I just. I want to thank you, um. A different way. For my birthday.