Sep 16, 2012 17:52
A day spent wandering the village, mind wandering back to Jeremy time and again found Xas crouched by the boy's window. It was nearly midnight and for a moment, he didn't move. He knew better than to knock. He should leave Jeremy sleeping peacefully.
But the boy awakened something in the angel that had been buried for at least two decades. The desire to be close, to share each other's bodies. This is what drove Xas to tap his knuckles against the glass.