traumaticus: (I'm gonna run this nothing town)
Richard ([personal profile] traumaticus) wrote 2024-11-05 06:43 pm (UTC)

[There is an instinct within Richard that nearly has him slap Silco's hand away from the crate, and chastise him. The light hidden securely inside the wooden box was far too precious to be touched so casually. But he restrained himself, his own fingers curling and stilling when Silco brushes his hand over the crate as he walks away.

Standing still on the spot, not wanting to leave the crate unattended, Richard turned around to follow his lover with his eyes. He watched him walking over the couch and setting down on it and begin with the process of administering the medicine. It wasn't something that Richard had ever seen before, and he would not have faulted the man for not wanting to share this moment of vulnerability and weakness with him. After all, it was incredibly personal - in whole different manner than the other moments of intimacy and they had shared so far.

But Silco had never been one to hide, had he? Carrying his mark and deformity proudly and without shame. He knew exactly who he was and all the limitations that came with it. It was another quality of his that Richard admired.

It was only when he sees his lover struggling to find the right angle with the device that Richard decided, hesitantly so, step away from the crate and walk up to the couch. He reached to touch Silco's wrist with the tip of his fingertips.]


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