a day as someone else
You face the other way, towards the food that was still uneaten and raised your arms up to your chest, almost protectively.
Shock crossed his face, like he wasn't sure what he was doing until now, and he rose to sit far off to the other cave wall.
Across the cave, you both stare at each other and eat your fish in a strained silence. After a while you fall a sleep and dream of flying books made of cupcakes and your male self disappearing in thin air; never to be seen again.
In the morning, you rise and look over to Lucien, where he is snoring softly on the hard, cave ground. His sleeping face is content and innocent, as if he was once again a baby in his cradle.
Smiling, you walk over to him and push a lock of hair out of his eyes. The little bit of sun that entered settled on his olive skin and on his lips.
Shock crossed his face, like he wasn't sure what he was doing until now, and he rose to sit far off to the other cave wall.
Across the cave, you both stare at each other and eat your fish in a strained silence. After a while you fall a sleep and dream of flying books made of cupcakes and your male self disappearing in thin air; never to be seen again.
In the morning, you rise and look over to Lucien, where he is snoring softly on the hard, cave ground. His sleeping face is content and innocent, as if he was once again a baby in his cradle.
Smiling, you walk over to him and push a lock of hair out of his eyes. The little bit of sun that entered settled on his olive skin and on his lips.