“I’m not doing anything, Roddy,” and the nickname drips off cracked lips like honey and the final syllable is dragged out with an exhale of smoke that curls around them both.
“Those’ll kill you. Eventually.” In the space where Gilbert’s hand was is a package of spearmint gum, cradled by the soft fingertips of long pianist’s fingers. Gilbert shakes his head and laughs.
20 Sep 2018
He’s gorgeous but it’s more than that. He smiles brokenly, with the knowledge of someone decades older. His eyes glow, heterochromatic colors contrasting and catching the attention of anyone who cares to look. They tell a story, one that so far eludes Katsuki.
Katsuki falls in love, and he doesn’t look back.