#uhmm... yeah i forgot when i fucking wrote this but it was during school or whatever on my ipad

[oneflydude]

There was an awkward pause, a silence, where words where stuck in the backs of their throats. Sitting heavy in that silence, it spanned across years, of easy flowing conversation and of understanding.

Viktor had never felt that easiness before, stuck in streets where the light wouldn't cast a glaring judgement and deep murmurs always accompanied the walls. Yet, with Jayce he felt seen, layers of carefully built barriers slowly taken down, little by little and day by day.

Now, even when sitting by his side, he felt fog encompass them. The history of them had polluted. It greyed at the edges and blurred out and left Viktor grasping at anything he could.

He could say to Jayces' face, he wanted to him to speak, to talk to Viktor. Jayce wanted to make him understand through looks and sorry glances, but he wanted to be selfish for once, he wanted to make Jayce tell him.

Viktor shied out of his hiding place, the crook of his elbow, and sat up as straight as his already faded consciousness would allow him. He lay his arms still crossed on the bar table, and made himself finally look at Jayce, for the first time tonight, he reckoned.

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