Vixen (boyxboy)

[18] Ears.

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It still scared Crow to wake up.

     Well, not waking up in itself but rather having to acknowledge he'd ceased to be part of the world's motion for entire hours.

     Let alone now that the only thing he remembered was Leo planning to murder him and anyone that got in the way. That being...

     Every sleepy organ of his body contracted with a shiver and then he froze.

     He was terrified to look around.

     After all, it would have to be the single most brilliant plan. What other way to make Crow suffer for all of his doings because of which countless people suffered, than to kill the one he loved and spread his guts about the room?

      Crow had seen some stuff in his long life, and so all of the morbid and gore punched his imagination until he felt like breaking. Could he lie there for the rest of his life and just ignore all possible scenarios?

     But then he felt the mattress shift.

     He looked to the right and saw none other than-

     Scarecrow.

     From all the morbid and gore, Scarecrow. The worst of all scenarios.

     He crawled away with a motion similar to having countless baby spiders in your clothes. The shift caused his lover to glance back.

     Vixen's silhouette was outlined by the mini-mountain of lit candles as he was sitting on the floor, leaning on the three mattresses with Scarecrow straddling his lap. There was a shoelace keeping the thing's head to the rest of its body, Vixen had been sewing it by piercing the material with the shoelace's aglet.

     "Crow!" Vixen gripped the man's arm and rubbed it.

     "What's..."

     "I am so sorry." Vixen turned around fully, letting the scarecrow fall down. "I had put sleeping pills powder in the wine because I know you like sleeping but have troubles doing it."

     Crow touched his pulsing forehead. You'd think being superhuman would save you the hangovers.

     "How is it that we survived?"

     Vixen stopped rubbing Crow's arm to massage his wrist instead, using both hands. "I just told him all you told me and then passed out..."

     He pressed Crow's palm to his cheek and kissed his wrist. "You have no idea how relieved I am that you're fine..."

     Crow turned his hand to run it through Vixen's hair. "Come here."

     Vixen slid his cheek up Crow's arm until his head was leaning onto his shoulder, point at which he was lying fully on top of Crow. The man hugged him tightly and nuzzled his neck.

     To make up for the favor, Vixen kissed Crow's neck and then his jaw before getting up just enough to look at him properly. He looked nice lying under him.

     Vixen scraped the corners of his eyes to get away the sleep in them and Crow just let him be, still looking troubled at the danger they barely avoided.

     Guilty, Vixen went to lighten up the atmosphere.

     "Who loves you the most in this entire world?"

     Crow hummed, keeping his eyes closed. "Vixen."

     "That's right." Vixen said before pecking his lips. "Who's the most handsome man on earth?"