Violet

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The move into the small flat was fairly quick considering that they didn't have any furniture to drag along with them.

"I bought some matches for the fire." Ryan said as he set the box down on the lip of the fireplace.

They rolled out the sleeping bag Ryan had packed with him and set it in front of the fire that was now blazing.

"I could get used to this." Naim muttered as he slid inside of the sleeping bag.

"Yeah, it's pretty peaceful innit?" Ryan says as he climbs in right beside Naim.

Naim looked at Ryan from the side for a beat. "Hows the ear?"

The jagged scar running along the inside of Ryans ear was now a soft pink and raised in the middle.

"It healed up better than I thought cartilage could." Ryan said with a sigh before rolling on his side and facing Naim. "Why'd you do that?"

"What?" Naim asked with a furrowed brow.

"You ask random questions like you're trying to get away from somethin'."

"No, I'm just curious 'bout stuff, thats all." Naim says as he stares at the fire.

"Bullshit." Ryan said, shaking his head before sitting up in the sleeping bag and looking down at Naim.

"What'd you want me to say?"

"I want you to say what you mean, what you feel at least." Ryan said with a sigh.

"How I feel 'bout what?" Naim asked while sitting up as well.

"'Bout us Naim, how do you feel 'bout us, 'bout me?" Ryan said as he looked into Naim's eyes.

Naim stared at him for a bit, eyes flicking over his features like he'd find the answer in the furrow of Ryan's brow.

"I love you, Ryan." Naim says as he looked directly at Ryan.

"I love you more." Ryan says back as he outstretches a hand to rest on Naim's cheek.

Naim shook his head slighly with a small smile "Impossible."

"Fuck you." Ryan murmurs with a smile as he pushes Naim's shoulder down before climbing over him.

"Wait, wait." Naim says as he puts a hand on Ryan's chest.

Ryan lets out an exasperated sigh "What now?"

"It won't burn down the flat to keep the fire on all night, will it?"

"No." Ryan said as he looked at Naim.

"Well how are you sure?" Naim says as he glances at the fire.

Ryan grabs Naim's jaw and tilts his head to face him. "Just shut up." He murmured before kissing him.

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They both lay on their backs, chests heaving as they stare at the ceiling. Noticing Naim's lost in thought expression, Ryan nudged him with his forehead as he curled around him.

"What're you thinking 'bout now?" Ryan murmurs as he puts his face in Naim's neck.

"Have you ever heard the story of Orpheus and Eurydice?" Naim murmurs.

"No, I don't think so."

"I'd like to think of it as an analogy, in a way."

"Okay well are you going to tell me the story or just be a dickhead?" Ryan said with a small breathless laugh.

"Orpheus and Eurydice were married, long story short she died by getting bit by a snake." Naim said with a sigh. "He was so distraught that he went to the underworld to find Eurydice and bring her back, but he was told to lead her out and not turn around and look at her until after they resurface."

"So what're you trying to get at then? Did they make it up?" Ryan says as he glances at Naim's side profile.

"Orpheus couldn't help himself when he realized he couldn't hear her footsteps, he turned around to look at her and she was instantly swept away back into the underworld."

"Impatient bastard." Ryan muttered.

"He spent the rest of his life in mourning. I dunno, it kinda reminds me of us." Naim said as he looked over at Ryan.

"What'd you mean?"

"the constant reassurance that we both need from each other, the dread that consumes me at the thought of living without you."

"We won't ever have to live without each other, not anymore." Ryan said as he held Naim's face.

Naim doesn't say anything, opting to bask in the warmth of Ryan's hands on his face.

"You believe me right? Naim and Ryan, theres never going to be Ryan without Naim."

Naim let out a faint chuckle. "Of course I believe you, we just both had to work up the courage not to turn around."

Ryan smiles at Naim before burying his face in his neck "I have no doubt in my mind that you're right behind me."

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After a week both missing persons cases were dismissed, the rural town of Bandi chalking it up to two runaways, leaving Ryan's family and Naim's mum utterly distraught.

"You know, i'm almost suprised she let it go." Ryan muttered as he stared at the missing persons articles on his phone.

"What'd you mean?" Naim asked over his shoulder while lighting a candle.

"Well I mean you're mum, I guess I'm just surprised that she isn't being more diligent." Ryan said before throwing his phone to the side carelessly.

"I dunno, I'm not really shocked." Naim sighed as he sat down. "Surely once she realized that I wouldn't stop seeing you regardless of fear she probably cut her losses."

"She's out of her mind." Ryan said matter-of-factly.

"What're you getting at?" Naim asked as he gave Ryan a questioning look.

"You're a great son, and if she's too into that self-righteous bullshit to see how amazing you are then surely she didn't deserve you in the first place."

"You think entirely too high of me, y'know that right?" He said with a shy smile.

"Stop being such a prudish cunt and take the compliment." Ryan said with an exasperated yet playful sigh.

They still resided in motels for the time being, making sure to move every week to avoid recognition.

"Have you looked at any other flats around here?" Naim asked as he glanced over at Ryan.

"Yeah actually, they have a studio flat about five kilometeres from here." Ryan said as he lulled his head to the side to look at Naim. "It even has a small little fireplace to keep warm."

“More like to keep that thing away.” Naim corrects as he glances up at the ceiling.

“I’d like to think of it as multifunctional.” Ryan said as he uncrossed his arms and leaned his elbows onto his knees. “Think ‘bout it, we keep that thing out and we keep the warmth in, just in time for the cold.”

“Like you have any issue keeping warm.” Naim said with a huff. “You’re like the only person I know that wears tank tops in like twenty degree weather.”

“Not m’ fault I run hot.”

In the small, dingy kitchenette of the motel Naim crouched to dig in the mini fridge. In the corner of his eye there was a small flash of something outside of the window. Cautiously, He approached the window to get a better look of what was outside the dimly lit motel.

It was undeniably the figure of Ryan staring back at him, with the same blank expression.

“Ryan.” Naim said as he glanced around the small motel room.

After a minute without a response the panic seeped deep into Naim’s bones. “RYAN!” He said more frantically.

“Hey, hey what’s the matter?” Ryan said as he hurriedly walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Ryan it was there, right out that window.”

“Naim, calm down.” Ryan said as he squeezed Naim’s shoulder. “Naim look at me.”

“Ryan it was right there-“ Naim said as he glanced at the window.

“Naim! Naim look at me.” Ryan repeated a tad bit louder, gripping Naim’s chin and tilting it towards his own face.

“Do you think that I’d ever let that thing hurt us again?”

"Let?" Naim whispered.

Ryan sighed before pulling closed the curtains and turning toward Naim. "It'll only do what we let it, y'know that right?"

"It'll always be there waiting for us to slip up, that doesn't scare you?"

"It terrifies me to think of something hurting us, but I'm not going to stop living my life just because some dickhead thing that looks like you shows up in a supermarket isle or something."

"M'sorry." Naim says as he scrubs his hands down his face.

"I get that you're scared, really, but Naim you can't let it get in your head." Ryan says as he outstretches a hand and pulls Naim close.

"I want to be brave like you are." Naim says as he looks forward into Ryan's eyes.

"I'll never understand how you think you aren't brave." Ryan said with a huff of laughter. "Being brave isn't about never being scared, braving is more of just living despite it."

"You're such a poetic dickhead." Naim said with a faint smirk. "Go get dressed, I don't know how you aren't freezing."

"Two fires, O Lord, one to defile, one to reform."

"Two fires, O Lord, one to defile, one to reform."

"Two fires, O Lord, one to defile, one to reform."

Gasping for air, Ryan shoots up from his sleep, chest heaving as he looks around the motel room shrouded with darkness.

"Ryan!" Naim whisper-yells as he shakes his shoulder. "Ryan it was just a dream."

Ryan looks over and studies Naim's face for a moment. "What'd it mean?" He says, brows furrowing in confusion.

"What'd what mean?"

"Two fires, O Lord, one to defile, one to reform." Ryan says as he stares at Naim.

"Wasn't that what the deliverance healer chanted?" Naim questioned softly as his eyes studied Ryan.

"The two fires, he referenced the two fires." Ryan said as he leaned back in bed. "He cursed us whilst referencing refiners fire."

Naim let out a sigh before laying down, pulling Ryan to lean on him. "One day, that cunt will pay for what he did to us."

"I'll make sure of it."

Little fic about Naim and Ryan's life post leviticus ending

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After a long bus ride spent leaning on one another, they finally reached a bus station in Kempsy. The only thing Naim had on him was his phone and a couple photo-booth pictures of Ryan, the decision to run away was impulsive and left no time to pack.

They held hands while stepping off the bus into the bustling Kempsy station, Ryan offering an occasional squeeze to Naim's hand as they navigated the sea of people.

"Where do we go from here?" Naim whispered as he looked over at Ryan.

"Well, theres a cheap motel about a kilometre away that I was thinking about while I figure out what to do." Ryan said back with a faint reassuring smile.

"You know, they have search teams with dogs looking for you ‘round Bandi." Naim said quietly as he looked down at their joined hands.

"Yeah? Wonder if they've found anything." Ryan said sarcastically before continuing, "I'm sure they'll have to send some out for you too. I doubt mummy dearest would let you run off without a proper search."

"A part of me feels bad for leaving her, but also like really relieved.”

"Well, at least she got you to believe in something you can't see." Ryan offered, a small smirk grazing his lips as he looked at Naim.

"I'm sorry for what I did, Ryan." Said Naim almost sheepishly if it wasn't for the remorse that flooded his features.

The silence stretched on for a bit before Ryan shook his head with finality. "I don't care anymore, you had no way of knowing that they'd do that to us." Ryan said as he looked at the ground.

They made their way to the dingy little motel, grabbing Ryan's belongings and putting them in the room before collapsing onto the bed out of mental and physical exhaustion.

"I wish I would've gone home and packed something." Naim murmured as he stared at the ceiling.

"I mean it isn't the end of the world, I have some clothes we can share." Ryan said as he dug through his backpack.

"You know, I found out that it doesn't like fire." Naim says as he tosses his lighter to Ryan.

"Is that how that ol’ mill burnt down?" Ryan said with a small smile.

"Yeah, I was trying to get it off me."

"Did it still look like me?" Ryan said over his shoulder.

"Oh shut up, you cunt." Naim groaned as he rolled over into the pillows

Their banter lasted for a couple hours as they lounged around the cramped motel room. After grabbing some convenience store food and sinking into the bed, Ryan looked over at Naim.

"How did you know about me and Hunter?" He whispered quietly.

"I was going to your house when I saw you guys like throwing things at each other or something" The admission wasn't something he was proud of, he didn't enjoy admitting that he'd been snooping around let alone sharing it with Hunter's parents.

"Yeah, that makes sense." Ryan said with a small nod.

"I never meant to hurt you, you know." Naim said as he looked over at Ryan before continuing, "I was so scared of how I felt, how mum would've felt."

"I mean, I get it in a way." Ryan said as he looked right back into Naim's eyes. "I know that if I saw you with someone else I'd feel hurt too.”

"I just don't want you to resent me for what happened to Hunter." Naim said quietly.

"I think it doesn't just rely on feelings but also like determination.”

"What'd you mean?"

"I don't think Hunter was interested in fighting it off, at least, not like we did."

"We did fight pretty hard."

"Hopefully, we'll never have to fight again, regardless of if it's our feelings or that thing." Ryan said somewhat softly if it wasn't for the rasp in his voice.

"I hope so too." Naim said as he rested his head on Ryan's shoulderblade.

That night they slept somewhat comfortably in each others arms, making sure that both lighters had fluid in them whilst they sat on the bedside table if needed.

That morning they woke up as the warm sunlight shone through the thin motel curtains.

“She won’t stop calling.” Naim groaned, glancing at his phone that hadn’t stopped buzzing since they got on the bus in Bandi.

“Just put your phone on silent, she’ll stop calling eventually.”

Naim looked over and studied Ryan, his blonde curls sticking up in every direction as he propped himself up on his elbow.

“Your mum called at all?” Naim said somewhat quietly as he glanced at the furrow in Ryan’s brow.

“She did when I first ran away, it kinda dwindled off more as we rode on the bus until she just stopped.” Ryan said as he looked at she sheets beneath them.

“I’m sorry.”

“It really isn’t a big deal, I’m just glad to be out of that shithole.” He said with a huff.

“Yeah but it’s still your home, it’s okay to mourn it a bit.”

“Nah, I think I like the life we’re making right now.” Ryan says as he lays back down.

“We should probably look for apartments that have like fire places or something.” Naim says absentmindedly whilst staring at the ceiling.

“Did it scare you? When I went missing I mean.” Ryan said suddenly, shifting his head to look over at Naim.

“More than anything else I’ve ever experienced in my life. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you got killed by it.” Naim said as he hugged the bedding a bit tighter.

“Well, here I am.”

“Here we are.”

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