"And an older twin, Jack." Ziggy giggled and shook his head. "My older brother is protective but he also gets into shit so dangerous I think he needs someone to be protective of him." Well, Jack did have that now that Ziggy thought on it. A literal guardian angel.
Ziggy was drinking heavily but he followed Bjorn's gaze to the man sleeping in the bed. He got caught up in watching the rise and fall of Rekker's sleeping breath and could feel it, the link between the two, the way they attached like vines slowly tangling around each other. There was also the pit of dark sadness inside Rekker, like oily quicksand when the Anthean felt it there. It worried him and he wondered how the ginger kept himself from going under all the time.
"Your relationship is new." Ziggy finally broke away from the darkness in Bjorn's lover. "Just don't do what Mick and I did and wait so long you regret that you didn't say or do something."
Ziggy got caught up in Mick's mortality sometimes, the loss that would come but Rekker was older and had tried to die. The whole thing made Ziggy feel ill at ease, more now than it had in the past when he met Rekker the first couple times. Maybe that was because he felt for Bjorn, the position he was in or the loss he might some day feel.
Bjorn's words got him laughing though and drinking again. "I lay awake next to him and can't stop touching his chest sometimes. I don't know about pain. Maybe I should nip his nipples sometime?" Ziggy grinned in a way that would show off his little fangs but now his mind was on very dirty things. The way the trashy singer yanked him out of his dark thoughts though brought his mind back to the guitarist in the bed. Maybe this was a good thing, if Bjorn did the same thing for Rekker.
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Ziggy was drinking heavily but he followed Bjorn's gaze to the man sleeping in the bed. He got caught up in watching the rise and fall of Rekker's sleeping breath and could feel it, the link between the two, the way they attached like vines slowly tangling around each other. There was also the pit of dark sadness inside Rekker, like oily quicksand when the Anthean felt it there. It worried him and he wondered how the ginger kept himself from going under all the time.
"Your relationship is new." Ziggy finally broke away from the darkness in Bjorn's lover. "Just don't do what Mick and I did and wait so long you regret that you didn't say or do something."
Ziggy got caught up in Mick's mortality sometimes, the loss that would come but Rekker was older and had tried to die. The whole thing made Ziggy feel ill at ease, more now than it had in the past when he met Rekker the first couple times. Maybe that was because he felt for Bjorn, the position he was in or the loss he might some day feel.
Bjorn's words got him laughing though and drinking again. "I lay awake next to him and can't stop touching his chest sometimes. I don't know about pain. Maybe I should nip his nipples sometime?" Ziggy grinned in a way that would show off his little fangs but now his mind was on very dirty things. The way the trashy singer yanked him out of his dark thoughts though brought his mind back to the guitarist in the bed. Maybe this was a good thing, if Bjorn did the same thing for Rekker.