He doesn't move from where he hangs, lips lingering against Ish's skin, as Ish's hand lingers against his chest. He wonders if Ish can feel his heart as vibrantly as he'd felt Siffrin's. )
... Do you know the things I saw?
( A genuine question, because not only were his visions painful, Ish featured in them, too. If he meant to lead Ish into a bit of a trap, if he were feeling a bit mean-spirited, he'd begin with something like And what about my friends? What about that Junior, you just swore to take care of? Because his heart labors beneath the weight of their broken hearts, too, not just the sheer monument of his own. )
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He doesn't move from where he hangs, lips lingering against Ish's skin, as Ish's hand lingers against his chest. He wonders if Ish can feel his heart as vibrantly as he'd felt Siffrin's. )
... Do you know the things I saw?
( A genuine question, because not only were his visions painful, Ish featured in them, too. If he meant to lead Ish into a bit of a trap, if he were feeling a bit mean-spirited, he'd begin with something like And what about my friends? What about that Junior, you just swore to take care of? Because his heart labors beneath the weight of their broken hearts, too, not just the sheer monument of his own. )