by Kylo » 02/22/2018 6:06 PM
Sedimus rubbed his thumb along Mack's hand back, smiling down at him. This was sweet and calming in a way. He picked up his own sandwich with his other hand and took a bite, eating quietly. He could get used to this, just soft gentle touches with no intention to go further. It was...cute. He almost felt like a little kid again holding his father's hand as they rode to school, his father's hand rough and slightly callused from his work. Calming and anchoring, bringing him back down from his wild thoughts and anxieties.
He mused over the feeling as he kept working on his sandwich, eyes occasionally flicking down to their grasped hands in a slight wonder. None of his previous partners had really ever held his hand. The women tended to grasp at his arm, holding onto him lightly, as if they wanted to steer him around with gentle pushes and pulls. The men...usually considered such things to be too emasculating and childish, simply walking next to him with shoulders brushing on occasion. The only time he really held hands with them was when he was either pinning them down in bed or they were pinning him. This had never bothered him before, but suddenly it felt...disappointing. Like he had been missing out and hadn't even realized it.
He raised his eyes back up to Mack's face and smiled softly, silently telling himself that Mack was worth chasing. His actions alone set him apart. Part of him wanted to lean forward and place a soft kiss to the man's cheek, but another part held him back not wanting to push his luck.
(Sed-15)
You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self-esteem, so you run on gasoline
I think there's a flaw in my code
(Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, oh)
These voices won't leave me alone
Well, my heart is gold and my hands are cold
Are you deranged like me?
Are you strange like me?
Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?
Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?
Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me?
"Gasoline" by Halsey