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[mumbling_truth]

Todd was snuggled next to Neil, deep asleep. There was a frown on his face though. His dreams were troubled again. He shifted in his sleep as brief images flashed in his mind. Passages of a poem drifted, sometimes his, sometimes someone else's, and the words then twisted into discordant nonsense. Dead eyes staring back blankly. Grey places absence

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[poetperry]

Neil was well aware that his lover had been conversing with someone over the past week or so who had really had an impact on the young poet. A good impact...a bad impact...Neil wasn't quite sure he could judge one way or the other. Todd seemed, safe...physically and Venkman's words were forever echoing in Neil's head warning him away from the pitfall of being too protective, too smoothering.

It wasn't easy to keep back, watch from a distance, let Todd make his friends and explore what was perhaps a darker course of discussion then Neil was happy with but...it was Todd's choice and all Neil could do was be there in the night to hold him.

And that was what he was ready to do tonight.

Long arms reached for the shaking body from behind, pulling Todd back towards the warmth of his embrace and the soft comfort of the bed covers.

"Shhhhssss, just a dream, Beautiful Boy."

[mumbling_truth]

Todd gradually stopped shaking, and felt the tension fade from his body.

"I know, it was just..." He broke off, not wanting to say. Or perhaps he didn't really need to say. He raised his hands to clutch Neil's arms, and his head nuzzled against Neil's neck, and head with a desperate air to it. The idea of no emotions, of death. He just wanted to be completely counter from all of it. Feeling and life.

"I need to feel. I can't stand the alternative."

[poetperry]

As he'd been learning to do over the past few days, Neil made certain his hands were moving with loving firmness all over Todd's skin, letting the smaller boy feel the love in his touch.

Leaning to kiss the top of Todd's head, Neil brushed back his lover's hair, nuzzling gently back against him.

"It's all right, Todd. You do feel. You feel and you create and you inspire."

[mumbling_truth]

Todd closed his eyes, and nestled close to Neil. He exhaled slowly, gaining strength and comfort from Neil's love for him. He tilted his head, and kissed Neil's face blindly. He kept his eyes shut so he could focus on feeling and touch more.

He then paused momentarily to comment, "We both do. I just couldn't help thinking. What if that had happened in our world? Trained to be soulless, and willing to destroy? They didn't want us to think for ourselves, remember? We were just supposed to accept what we were told, and that's it."