@Vuclan-is-tired
He smiled a little before nodding. He slides into the pocket, sighing at the warmth before dozing on Graysons chest. He couldn't sleep but he might as well try and get some shut eye.
He smiled a little before nodding. He slides into the pocket, sighing at the warmth before dozing on Graysons chest. He couldn't sleep but he might as well try and get some shut eye.
Grayson got some coffee before heading to the library and studying for his next class. He hated every passing second, knowing Seth would have to leave soon and he would be alone. His anxiousness increased as well for Seth. What if he got hurt or didn’t come back?
(Hey, is everything okay? I know it's the holidays so don't feel any pressure to respond, I just wanted to check in :)
(I'm back!)
Seth snuggled closer to Grayson. He knew he couldn't avoid his father. In fact, he knew that he was going to get in trouble. He had broken a rule. Many, actually.
(Awesome!)
Grayson shrugged off his nervousness for as long as possible, making it through his next class. He decided to take the subway instead of walking since it was pouring rain outside and he didn't want Seth to get soaked inside his pocket. It was rush hour when he got there, and even busier than usual because of the rain. He managed to get to the right train, flinching slightly every time someone bumped into him, and sat down in the back, leg bouncing anxiously.
Seth had dozed off, small breaths leaving his lips. He was terrified, but he couldn't tell Grayson that. There was so much going on for the other. He clutched at Graysons shirt and shivered a little. He was dreading the moment when he head to leave. He shook a little.
Grayson pulled Seth out of his pocket gently, hidden in his palm. He gazed down at him with concern, stroking his head. “What’s wrong, love?” He asked, quiet enough so that no one else would hear him.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked up. He cuddled into Graysons hand. "Just tired is all…" He mumbles softly. He didn't want to worry Grayson more then he already was.
“You would tell me if you were scared or nervous, right?” He asked quietly, glancing around at the other people and curling his hand protectively around Seth.
Seth hesitates before nodding. "I'm nervous… But I'm sure everything will be fine." He whispers softly. He leaned into Graysons hand, his eyes shutting.
Grayson nodded, “You’ll be okay..” he whispered, mostly to reassure himself. He pressed the hand holding Seth against the seat, careful to keep him safe and undisturbed. Don’t let him notice them shaking..be stronger.. He told himself, hands trembling.
He smiled sleepily at the other, kissing his thumb shyly. He seemed content as he settled there. He felt the other shaking before softly saying, "Don't worry… It's probably. Nothing…" He mumbles.
Grayson nodded, noticing how calm Seth seemed. The train slowed to a stop and he slipped Seth back into his pocket before standing and leaving. The station was even busier now, full of soaking wet, frustrated people. The crowed surged forward and Grayson pressed his back up against a pillar, squeezing his eyes shut momentarily. Should I wait it out? It would take at least an hour for most of the people to leave. We need to get home. My legs won't move..
Seth felt the other move and woke up slowly. He crawled out of the others shirt and glanced at the amount of people. He whispered something and time slowed down a little, giving them an opening. "There…" He mumbles softly. He clung to Graysons jacket.
“H-how..how did you d-do that?” He murmured, looking around them. Calm down. Breathe. The exit’s right there. Shit. There are so many people. He took a breath and shook his head, eventually making it back above ground and back home, practically collapsing against the door.
"Something I can pull on rare occasions…" He whispers. He leaned into the other, his eyes shutting as Grayson hurries them home. When they make it to the door he floats down and makes himself bigger.
Grayson shut the door and sat down, letting out a sigh of relief. “Thank you.” He breathed, checking the time with a trembling hand. 6:30. That’s still a while until Seth leaves.
Seth glanced around the house before nodding and gently helping Grayson up, but pulling him close. He was so scared, his eyes shutting as he held onto the other in fear.
Grayson gripped him tight, pressing his face against his chest. “Can you promise me that you’ll be okay? Even..even if you don’t come back. I want you to be okay, to be safe.” He whispered, gazing up at Seth and reaching to stroke his cheek.
"Oh my sweet, darling angel… I will always come back to you." He whispers, leaning into Graysons hand. He kissed Graysons palm before leaning down to kiss him on the lips. He held the smaller male close to him, never wanting to let go.
Grayson felt his eyes tear up and he took Seth’s hand, setting him down on the couch and crawling into his lap, wrapping his legs around his waist. “Is he going to hurt you?” He asked in a soft whimper, burying his face in Seth’s neck.
Seth held onto the other. He settled into the couch before wrapping his arms around Grayson's waist, holding him closer. He rests his head on top of Grayson's and took a shuddering breath, "M-maybe… I don't know love…" He ran his hand through Grayson's hair, kissing his forehead gently.
Grayson pressed closer and shook silently, tears beginning to roll down his cheeks. “I..I wish I could h-help you. I want to..to keep you safe.” He choked out. I can barely hold myself together..How am I supposed to begin to be good for him..
Seth shook his head. "Love… Not it's alright. You're safe… That's all that matters to me. I'm always here. No matter what… I'll only be gone for a little while…" He whispers as he runs his hand through the others hair. "I love you so much."
Grayson sniffed and nodded, tangling his fingers in Seth’s hair and running them through, trying to provide at least some comfort for the other. It would probably best if you just shut up for now..
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