Falling and falling. In and out, he was jumping. A second, he had been in there and hadn't been. Everything began with this.
And now, all ended with it too. He saw too much in that one-hour concussion. His homeland; or rather the one he had come to love so much after two years of struggle, a father who seemed strange and yet so intriguing, a family he had gained without asking for and out of all, a brutal love story amidst his job.
"I cannot stay"
Xeron tugged at his lover, changing that shy countenance to a rather annoyed one. The latter now laughed. Squeezing his hand, he replied softly.
"Wanna come and wait for me, till I finish at work?"
Xeron stared blankly at his lover's eyes.
He knew, that it hadn't been a suggestion. In fact, a bloody effect on his libido, threatening to see
