“I like to think that I have already hurt you enough for ou- a lifetime together.”
He caught himself, carefully; our lifetime whispered of an affection he couldn’t allow himself to tell him, a truth of a future that Caleb did not know. Instead, he settled into him, relaxing his body into Caleb’s natural heat, careful of those wounds.
But it was the guilt in Essek’s words, too; even after years, after reflection and redemption, those pangs of guilt would never leave, much like Caleb’s words that night. The look in his eyes haunted him to this day and he never wanted to see it there again. Not because of him, not because of anyone.
His fingertip traced the life line of Caleb’s palm, before stopping in the center.
“Life cannot be devoid of pain, even by the ones we care for.” He tried not to think of Caleb dying, of the yawning existence that would happen after him. “But I know that more than anyone, you would not purposefully cause me harm if you could avoid it. I trust you, Caleb.”
Even if you cannot bring yourself to trust me yet.
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He caught himself, carefully; our lifetime whispered of an affection he couldn’t allow himself to tell him, a truth of a future that Caleb did not know. Instead, he settled into him, relaxing his body into Caleb’s natural heat, careful of those wounds.
But it was the guilt in Essek’s words, too; even after years, after reflection and redemption, those pangs of guilt would never leave, much like Caleb’s words that night. The look in his eyes haunted him to this day and he never wanted to see it there again. Not because of him, not because of anyone.
His fingertip traced the life line of Caleb’s palm, before stopping in the center.
“Life cannot be devoid of pain, even by the ones we care for.” He tried not to think of Caleb dying, of the yawning existence that would happen after him. “But I know that more than anyone, you would not purposefully cause me harm if you could avoid it. I trust you, Caleb.”
Even if you cannot bring yourself to trust me yet.