The last thing Stephen wants from the boss is sanctuary.
He has barely cleared the front gate of Headquarters before Bry's silhouette appears illuminated in an upper window. His hand waves in a greeting Stephen doesn't return.
Bry senses his proximity, always. And there is a reluctant comfort in that-—in the way Bry's door opens before Stephen has even reached for the knob; the way Bry welcomes him without Stephen ever having to ask or demand.
He tugs Bry close, wipes the shy smile from his lips with a kiss (because there are endless other ways to catch Bry off guard), and wonders if this is what it feels like to come home.
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Coming home...most beautiful feeling. I really hope you plan to work these snippets into something.
ReplyDeletePlease put these together into something!! They are so beautiful and raw.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, guys ^^ I'm not sure I'll be putting them together b/c they are meant to be separate drabbles that, when read altogether, form a picture of Bry and Stephen :)
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