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Shane continued going with the flow of the song. He felt it was right in a way only caring about his dear chickens felt lately.

In the same time, a not-so-mysterious figure was watching him from further in the woods. Harvey stared at the image painted in front of him. A man of his interest was sitting in the center of a nature, bathed in the light oh the crescent moon, calmly smiling and singing about him of all people. If Harvey were more of an active person, he could see himslef just run up to Shane, take him in his arms and never let go. But he decided to watch and burn this scene in his memory just so he could come back to it later.

Staring at Shane, Harvey didn't notice when he started accompanying his love interest on the song. What startled him was the different lyrics that came out of his mouth, although having the same melody.

"Tell me, tell me you love me..." Harvey's version was more of a whisper than an actual sing. Oh how different yet quite fitting the versions were. Something deep down told him to lose himself to the song. His heart wnted to go loose and finally get what it wanted oh so badly. But his mind was still fighting the urges.

What if Shane didn't really thought about him that way? What if it was about some other Harvey? But what if Shane ment him but it was all just a dream and Harvey was to wake up and never feel the fulfilement it was about to be brought? He didn't think he could live with this. It was one thing to be sure he would be never able to live one of his dreams, let alone two. Harvey thought that he'd rather stay delusional and hope for the man in front of him rather than be crushed to the ground yet again. He thought that this time he might not be able to pick himself up. He longed after this man for such a long time.

But the melody grew stronger and steadily mushed his brain, constantly affirming that he should get out and sing along Shane. And with each second it was becoming harder to resist the urge.

But what if Shane cared and repricotiated the feelings? What if the other man also hid his feelings with the thought that he was the weird one? What if they could be happy with one another? The pressure was starting to be unbearable.

His brain told him that if it was a dream, it was gonna be apleasing one at last. Harvey took a few steps towards the other man and started properly sing.

At that, Shane got quiet and turned around. He tensed up and observed Harvey with a pain in his eyes. How could Shane be so stupid and think that there won't be someone around, it's not like he was drunk! Shane was ready to bite at the doctors words until he started to get that Harvey was singing and what he was singing about. That shut him up qucky and made his ears go red.

Shane stood up and started to sing again, this time more quietly. At the same time, Harvey crossed the distance between them, standing in front of the ther man. They sang their parts, with each line somehow they got closer and before they knew they were hand in hand, dancing to their songs.

For them the song could have been playing forever. Realistically everything was done after 4 minutes. As the song came to the end, they stood in the moonlight, holding hands, their foreheads touching. Both of them were red in the face. And neither of them wanted it to end.

Shane was the first one to break the silence. "So... What does that make us?" He wanted to scream in Harvey's face, tell him to never let go or Shane would make sure that Harvey's life would be over. That his life would be over and he couldn't live anymore without him. But he just asked.

Harvey responded. "Whatever you want it to be." He wanted to fall on his knees and beg Shane to never leave him. He wanted to cry, grab onto whatever he could and hold for as long as he was in strenght.

Shane looked at him with uncertanity. "I think I want me and you to be us". It wasn and unusual sight to see him this doubtful.

And this time Harvey deccided that he needs to be with the steady hand. "I'd want it to be us as well." He stated and smiled at the other man assuringly. "So tell me... Tell me you love me?" Harvey smiled.

"I'm crazy for you, my boy." Shane returned the smile.

Crazy for you, oh boy | Shane x Harvey

Quick tags not in tags: suicidal thoughts mentioned, getting together, mostly fluff, bit of dark humor, they were friends before that, ooc sewers

Shane stood by the Saloon's bar in his usual spot. Also as usual, he was holding a pint of beer in his arm. And in his usual manner, Shane took a sip of his drink. Usually, his mind would be plauged by the visions (getting to work at jojamarkt next day).

Yoba, how he hated that place. He wouldn't work there anymore if he had any say in it. Sadly, he needed that money. Plus, he can't just leave poor Sam alone within the land of Tartarus under the lead of Krotos (Morris).

What was unusuall tonight, was the lack of thoughts regarding his little hell. Tonight his mind was stuck in the purgatory of longing after a feeling. A feeling that he wished for harder with each gramm of the alcohol in his blood.

Shane wasn't prone to those soul minglings before being brought back from the dead at The Clinic. The sight of his momentary guardian asleep on the fucking plastic stool, leaned agains the wall, legs curled to his chest and prepped against Shane's bed frame, made the ex-alcocholic stirr something deep inside of his chest and reset in his brain. He didn't think he could go back to looking at the man the same way he did before. In seconds, Harvey got promoted from being this mystical doctor seen by Shane once when he was running late to his job, to a real person that Shane wanted to get closer to.

Shane wouldn't have known what to call his current feeling if it wasn't for the new farmer, Laura. For someone so disorganised as him, Laura could muster up some good advice when coherent enough.

"The desire to be desired. And the desire to desire that thing the same way." Laura told Shane. He stopped in his track after hearing that. And then he burst out laughing. "What? If I didn't desire to pass down my legacy and Guiliermo didn't desire to be owned by me specifically, we wouldn't have each other!" She picked up her cat up to Shane's face. The orange cat looked at him right in the eye, as if challenging him. To what, Shane had no idea. But the devil's youngling must have sensed his lack of defense and meowed loudly in victory. Shane just turned around and went back to Marnie after loosing the one sided battle. He heard the farmer's laughter goes quiet as he walked.

Closing his eyes, Shane could almost see Harvey's face staring at him fondly. His mind tried to imagine his expression change to more passionate one. Shane tried not to let his mind take control. The more thoughts of this calliber, the most likely he was to send his addictions to the bottom of the cliffs alongside with him.

He looked down at his glass, half full with a beer. It was supposed to be his first and only one tonight. But with how things were going, Shane was tempted to throw the glass across the whole local and preach the words of his soul. How he felt because of the booze. How the will feel because of the booze. How it could ruin their life as hard as it ruined his. How one drink led to another to another to another to another to another to another to anot-

Warm chocolate eyes blinked at him right before his face. Shane relaxed his grip on the glass. He pushed it towards Gus, dropped some coins on the counter and left. He ignored the looks given by the townfolks and let himself fall into the fresh breeze outside. He stood in front of the darkness that loomed over the town at the edge of the forest. Without any more thought, he let himself be swallowed by it. It wasn't long before his eyes got used to the lack of the warm radiation of laps lit up around the town. The sky was truely one of the main reasons why Shane didn't get with his plans. Constelations of unwandered paths streched right above his small and meaningless life. Glittering and saying that maybe it was worth being there even if just to marvel at their beauty for a fleeting moment.

Shane wandered around the forest, his gaze lost in the stars, mind still by the fond eyes it couldn't bare to leave behind. He didn't know how long he was out there untill he saw the edge of the cliffs. Instead of heading acrossthe grass, Shane followed the overgrown path. It led to a narrow stairs that led to the large pipe that finished (or started?) the maze of sewer canals spread under the town. Drunk Shane liked to joked that it was an underground mirror reflecting the spiralls and labirynths made by stars. As if an artist scribbled down the unseen paths between stars and the pages landed on the desk of a rough engineer who tried and failed to recreate their grace.

As Shane marveled upon the genius of the cosmic blueprint, a quiet song was to be heard. He looked around, trying to find its source. After seeing nobody at the forest's clearing and no soul on the beach below, Shane was sure that it was coming from inside the pipe. His body tensed up, ready to initiate a fight or flight revalation at whatever might come from the sewer. The thing is, Shane would be nothing wothout his brain. And his brain, soothed by the strange melody, didn't want to response accordingly. So he sat at the top of the stairs, entranced by how sweet the sounds were. He was almost lulled to sleep by it when he started to sway to the rythm lightly. He got startled when he heart someone sing along the tune. What shocked him more was the fact that the voice was coming from his mouth. The words to the song came to him with a blink of an eye. Shane let himself be taken by the melody's current. And with a small smile on his lips, he sang.

"Harvey, nobody knows what I see."