#blackleading04

                                                                             ❝i could’ve sworn i heard someone mention it———❞ his gaze darts around as though owner of said voice will pop out but they both know there’s no one else. it’s just them. always them. && besides, his gaze finds themselves magnetised to the man before him, returning to true north. his own hands have wandered across familiar planes, curving around shoulders to slide up the nape of poe’s neck. generous lips pull into a small grin. ❝doesn’t sound like a bad idea, y’know.❞