〝 you don’t get it. i want the whole package with you. i don’t wanna be some fling you forget about in a few months. 〞

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〝 you don’t get it. i want the whole package with you. i don’t wanna be some fling you forget about in a few months. 〞

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"Dulu! Look! The fledglings are trying to fly!"
and that they were -- the crows charley’d raised with him, by hand: flappin’ them stubby little wings, wind catching under flight feathers only half-grown-in.
mama bird had laid her eggs at a real odd time of year, she had. mid-winter, not even late winter -- and by the time the hills was turning brown from the heat again, them babies’d hatched. there were four, and now two were left. one’d gone to a red hawk. the other’d gone from the sun, and from being a runt, and from his siblings taking just about anything he’d get in his mouth right back out of it.
they’d tried to save the runt, but his eyes’d been too milky by the time they got to him, and dulu couldn’t stand to see him suffer.
loss makes charley and dulu love what life lets them keep that much more intensely. they cannot beat nature, and they do not try, but when the heavier sister steals the breeze in her breast and almost, almost lifts off into the air, dulu places his hand on the center of charley’s back. watches her clamber back on into the nest when she gets scared, only to flap and flap and flap again. his thumb rubs on charley’s shoulderblade through his sweaty white shirt. the leaves are orange.
and the old god’s eyes smile in the setting sun.
ok last one I PROMISE
pohocounty ---
the creeper is no angel, and he never will be, but at the end of the day? he Will sit there with the sickly litter of pups that charley pulled out of a hot dumpster. he will hold the one that dies and he will bury it, and he will carve a little effigy of it so it doesn't hurt so terribly. he'll cradle the ones that live, all of them, in one big hand; helps feed them with the other. and he will be so much gentler than he is with a person, because there's something in him that's still set straight. something. even if it's small, and specific. it's there.
〝 we're not together, you said that yourself so why do you even care who i brought home last night? 〞
“stop...” the femme playfully shrugs off the other as they begin kissing along her neck, has to bite her lip to stifle a moan as she continues the same paragraph she's been trying to finish for the past twenty minutes. “i told you this had to be finished tonight and you told me to lock in and now you’re distracting me?”

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