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о боге,  DevilWearsJeans написала мне еще драбблик аааа ай кант Т___Т

Пишет  DevilWearsJeans:

30.06.2014 в 18:51

JunkyPerv, вот возьмите ещё тогда.

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For in much wisdom is much vexation,
and those who increase knowledge increase sorrow.
Ecclesiastes 1:18

Sometimes Simon thinks he would rather not know. It’s selfish, he tells himself, you’re selfish. But he still sometimes will look at Kieren and think no, no, not him.

“Tell me about your death?” Simon asks against Kieren’s collarbone, lips moving slowly against the cold ashen skin. And then thinks a moment later No, no, please don’t.
He does tell him, of course, his brilliant boy.

Sometimes he will wake up in the middle of the night, the clock showing some ridiculous hour, he will wake up and look at Kieren sleeping next to him and Simon’s forever-still heart will bleed.

“Tell me?” Kieren asks, touching his back for the first time. It’s gentle. He doesn’t feel it, of course not, but he knows it is, like a phantom memory – not real, but it could be. It could be. Simon twists his mouth and if he could still taste, he’s sure he could feel the stale tang of shame and anger on the tip of his tongue. He tells Kieren everything. Of course he does.

Sometimes they will be walking somewhere, fingers not quite touching, and Simon will suddenly catch a glimpse of the stiches on Kieren’s wrists and think thank you, thank you, I have him now and why him, why, not him all at the same time. Selfish, he tells himself and then thinks: but love is selfish, isn’t it?

They will be walking somewhere and Simon will take Kieren’s hand and lace their fingers together, map patterns on the inside of his palm with his thumb.

And Kieren will smile brightly and say, “I know.”

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