Nyx's eyes widened. "Wow…" he breathed, staring around in wonder. He sat down beside Jude, biting his lip a little bit as he looked around. His eyes were big, as if he couldn't see enough to take it all in. He plucked a piece of grass, spinning it in his fingers idly as he looked around.
A moment of silence passed between them as Jude took in the golden-green field before them. It had been almost a year since Jude had last come here, but before then, this had been a place of countless heartbreaks, first loves, last loves, daydreaming, and most of all, writing– planning the perfect film while chainsmoking by the tracks.
"I dream here." Jude said, quietly gazing at the clouds passing over the sun.
Nyx blinked, looking over at Jude. He nodded slightly. "I can see why." he replied in a soft voice, eyes flicking around the field again, in awe. "It's beautiful." his blue eyes seemed like they couldn't get enough of the colors and sights around them.
"This is where I wrote the entirety of another screenplay, a short one, but all of it, here." Jude said, waving lazily at the grass, "It's really old, I wrote it when I was, like, eighteen." He laughed, thinking of all the classes he missed because he'd stayed out too long. Thankfully, he still graduated, but staying out here was worth it.
Nyx chuckled a little. "Ah. Still." he replied. He let out a breath, running his hand through his hair. He kept looking around curiously, blue eyes flicking around.
"Hmph." Jude sounded, spotting something moving in the distance, "Is that–" He squinted his eyes, watching as it moved closer, a long black shape following the horizon. "It's the train, let's go! I want to show you something." Jude leaped to his feet, running at an awkward angle, hoping not to fall down, tumbling.
Nyx ran after him, far more graceful than Jude was, since the mechanics in his cybernetic limbs automatically adjusted for the rough terrain. He grinned as he ran, keeping up with the other male quite easily.
The train furthered towards them, the loud rumbling growing louder. He stopped once they reached it, motioning for Jude to cross to the other side, "Go on that side, trust me." Jude laughed, making sure the train wasn't too near.
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Nyx glanced at the oncoming train. "Alright." he crossed the tracks, waiting on the other side to see what Jude would do. He was still smiling, finding himself rather unable to stop.
Jude checked to see if the train was nearing, "Lay down," He said, smiling wildly, and laying down on the pebbles and patch of weeds growing in between. "By the tracks, but not too close." This was something he'd done in times of stress and anxiety, he'd just lay and listen to the train go by, reciting a line from Inception, the movie that sparked his passion for film. You're waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you don't know for sure. But it doesn't matter. How can it not matter to you where the train will take you?
Nyx frowned a little, confused, but did as Jude said to, his eyes flicking around as he waited for the train. He wasn't quite sure what was going on, but he trusted Jude to not be trying to get him killed or something. He folded his hands over his stomach, blue eyes staring up at the sky as he heard the rumble of the oncoming train.
The train neared them, jittering the small pebbles in place. The earth buzzed beneath him, welcoming the train as it raged along the tracks, the sounding chaos screaming past them in wonderous speed, like the world was rushing past them as they laid still, watching the clouds. Jude smiled, looking up at the still sky, it's going to be a beautiful sunset. This was what he called quiet adrenaline, where he was inches from sudden death but still smiling, breathing, still alive.
Nyx let out a breath, eyes going wide as the train went past, his entire body stiffening a little bit. But the rush from it…oh the rush from laying so close to the train, from being so close to it–that felt good. He grinned again, looking around. At the grass, the train, the sky.
The train blundered on, wheezing at some points and screeching at others. All the loud noises passing them by rattled for their attention, calling out in shrill cries. Slowly the rumbling got quieter, and the tail-end of the train sped past them. The ground grew quiet again, and the quiet hum of the train in the distance seemed to call back for them. Jude smiled, sitting up and dusting the sleeves of his jacket.
Nyx sat up when the train was gone, blinking. "Hm." He let out a breath. "Well. That was… certainly interesting." He let out a laugh, looking over at Jude with a happy, wide smile.
"I know." Jude laughed, "It happened by accident the first time I did it. I fell asleep and thought I was being run over when I woke up." He smiled at Nyx's smile like he always did, like it was a chain reaction and he couldn't and didn't want to stop. It was addicting, he felt, to see Nyx happy. They only problem was that addiction was a bad thing for him.
Nyx liked Jude's smile, he realized suddenly. He liked the way the other boy's mouth curled up at the edges, then finally split to reveal his teeth in a quick, almost shy smile. He ran a hand through his hair, laughing at Jude's words. "I see." He replied, chuckling a little.
"Yeah…" Jude said, fiddling with his sleeve and looking at the ground shyly, "So, what do you think?"
The sun was drifting east now, the sky turning from pale blue to the haziest of purples, turning everything Jude saw rose-coloured.
"It's beautiful." Nyx replied slowly, eyes scanning the horizon still. "It really, really is." he bit his lip a little bit and pushed away the memory of that kiss. No. He needed to focus on the here and now.
“Yeah?” Jude smiled, thinking about how Nyx was more beautiful than anything he’d seen before, like he’d told him when they’d first met. How he wanted to tell him, again and again that he was so fascinating, and that he could look at him for hours. Maybe he’d know if Jude kissed him again— longer this time. But Jude wouldn’t do that. He’d was already toeing the line of longing, and he wouldn’t cross it unless invited.
He bobbed his head in a nod, and stood, looking around still as if he couldn't get enough of it. As if his eyes were devouring the landscape and eating it the same as anyone else would eat food.
"Hey, let's go back to the field," Jude suggested, looking to the oncoming sunset and wanting almost desperately to bury himself in the cool grass. Maybe they could watch the sunset together. It would be Nyx's first, and Jude really wanted to see his smile when the sun would sink down, and colours would fly across the clouds.
Nyx blinked. "Hm? Oh. Alright." He came over to Jude, smiling still. He didn't think he could have stopped even if he wanted to. He bounced on his heels a little.
Jude walked slowly to the left, where he knew that the grass grew longest, and made something like a cowlick when he sank into the cool grass. His smile was small but everpresent now as the tallgrass softly crunched beneath his shoes and his hair hung over his face. "What do you think you're gonna do…once we're done fixin' you up?" Jude asked, his smile faltering a little.