Flower Crowns and Gay
for sorin
12-19-2020, 04:18 PM
Piece stood alone, eyes glued to his brother with a dry scowl. Even that was unusual. Him being alone, that is, not the scowling face. Of course, he still liked his private time, but he could barely remember a time his brother was out of easy howling distance. It was selfish, maybe, to keep Glitch so close to his chest, but the man didn't seem to mind. They were good brothers, at least in Liev's eyes. They barely even argued if not for fun. He looked out for Glitch, and Glitch looked out for him. Despite the fact that they were the same age, Liev had always thought of Yuliy as his little brother. He had been jealous when he hung out with people ever since they were boys. Maybe it was because Yuliy was the only thing he'd kill not to lose. Everyone else was just a toy, a tool, not really human. There was a disconnect the way there wasn't with Glitch. He'd followed his brother now, but even that distance made him feel guilty. What if something happened? This was the furthest they'd ever been from home. He'd stayed back, at a watchful distance. Or at least until he saw another man with the Volg-Volvolv. His eyes narrowed, and a low, quiet growl spawned in his throat. Now, that was unacceptable. He approached, unaware of anything but the two men. He listened closely as they spoke. Flirting. Piece had never romanced someone himself, but he knew what it looked like. And flower crowns? His nose wrinkled, and he stepped forward. He held himself casually, but full of arrogance that was so thick it almost stunk up the air. "My bro's gettin' soft. Flower crowns?" His tone was light, but there was a definite threat in it. Like silk resting on the sharp edge of a knife. |