fic: Oceans
Title: Oceans
Author: saturninwaiting
Words: 550
Pairing: Kurt/Sam
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Summary: When I met you, it was like a child first meeting the ocean.
The first time I ever met you, it was like a child meeting the ocean. I had breathed in the salty sea air, and fell in love instantly with how it filled up my lungs so intensely. I wasn't at all bothered by the salt pricking at my eyes. But the ocean didn't matter that day. I looked at you and the smell of the sea left me and was replaced by you. You smelled like laundry soap and deodorant. The not-so familiar smell of boy. It swelled up my lungs, my heart, and never left.
With every synchronized, hurried breath we took, our hearts accelerated. But slowly, I felt the wall that I had taken years to build up begin to slowly crumble. The wall with the tiny window that I used to look out across the world. I had become so accustomed to it that it felt like a second skin. The very flesh of the person that I knew I never wanted to be.
The sky became overcast, like a shadow. The soothing smell of lavender in the air kept me calm, like the crashing of the waves, frothing at the shore. A whisper played at your lips and with a shake of your fried hair, they fell. Your words exploded coldly against my ear, yet the icicles quickly melted as my face burned. I exhaled. You inhaled. I inhaled, you exhaled. We breathed in perfect harmony.
The wall fell to pieces.
And then we became those two boys. The ones who believed in forbidden love. The ones with eyes too bright and jaded for their sockets. We lived a life underneath shadows and overcast skies. Danced behind closets and under the waves of the ocean to our very own special kind of music. The sound of two perfectly in sync beating hearts. The sound of two boys gasping for breath after another stolen kiss. The sound of whispered 'I love you's' against ears. I had wanted every part of you. Your eyes, like the ocean nearly drowned me before I discovered two strong hands holding me above the water. I stayed afloat, drowning never was an option.
People didn't know. I was a bit scared, if I'm being honest. Not for me. I was comfortable in my skin, but for you. You, who wore the mask during the day, keeping up appearances with your peers. Your teachers, your parents. Everyone except me. When we met on the beach, your mask would shatter to the ground. I was scared for both of us, should someone discover how we would meet in the sea, hands intertwined underneath the water so tightly that I could never tell where my hand ended and yours started. And there, we were one. I was scared for both of us, because people always ruin paradise. I was afraid of the ocean turning to concrete as they shoved us to the ground, heads smacking against the grey tarmac, threats and shouts drowning out everything else.
But, when the waves crashed around that, you held me up above all of those thoughts as they were washed away with the tide. And with hands all over each other, I forgot that no one liked us two boys, with bright eyes and a need for each other.