Post Hsu
[Note: This takes place right after this]
Silence.
It was the silence that unnerved Jon the most. When he came home, welts and cuts covering the skin on his chest and back, small but still painful tears from Hsu's fingers in his ass - he'd expected anything but silence from Yevgeny. Rage, probably. A tirade. Or a stern talk.
He hadn't expect to see fear in those blue eyes, though. Hadn't expected the silence in which Yevgeny had treated his wounds. Yevgeny hadn't said much either when he had carried Jon to their bed and had wrapped his arms around him, holding him protectively.
Now, Jon lay awake next to his lover. He'd slept a little - on and off - and he knew that Yevgeny wasn't sleeping either. He knew that they'd need to talk. Soon.
Jon only hoped he wouldn't lose Yevgeny's admiration and love over this.
Silence.
It was the silence that unnerved Jon the most. When he came home, welts and cuts covering the skin on his chest and back, small but still painful tears from Hsu's fingers in his ass - he'd expected anything but silence from Yevgeny. Rage, probably. A tirade. Or a stern talk.
He hadn't expect to see fear in those blue eyes, though. Hadn't expected the silence in which Yevgeny had treated his wounds. Yevgeny hadn't said much either when he had carried Jon to their bed and had wrapped his arms around him, holding him protectively.
Now, Jon lay awake next to his lover. He'd slept a little - on and off - and he knew that Yevgeny wasn't sleeping either. He knew that they'd need to talk. Soon.
Jon only hoped he wouldn't lose Yevgeny's admiration and love over this.