i met you in the dark

Indigo mirrored his grin as Segin allowed the expression to fill his features just like Indigo asked. Maybe not such a simple task only a few hours ago. Indigo had watched the fire come back into Segin’s eyes, and it might have been one of the most beautiful things the young Fatalas had ever experienced. Indy only just withheld the strong emotions that swirled beneath, both confusing and exhilarating. He thought they would start to settle eventually but the longer he lay there with Segin he didn’t know that they would ever cease. The draw towards Segin had been almost instant, and even now hours later Indigo vowed not to let him go. Indigo wanted to free him from the terrors that held him, wanted to see him find his place. Yet selfishly wanted him to find it beside him, even if Indy didn’t completely understand such an attraction. Nor would he have felt right acting on it when Segin was in such a vulnerable position.

He felt relief as he told Segin his deepest secret and did not receive rejection like he had almost expected, but Segin’s expression and words both said otherwise. He understood better than any other wolf besides Aslatiel herself. He leaned into Segin’s poor paw as he lifted it to Indigo’s cheek. His lip trembled, but he withheld the flood of emotion as their eyes met and understanding flowed between them. ”Segin…” He whispered, speechless even as the mottled man spoke his peace. He didn’t want to see Indigo in pain either and the way he spoke of love caused the young Fatalis to blush lightly. Indigo grinned and yet he felt like he could sob right there with Segin in his arms. Indigo gazed deeply into silver eyes, losing himself for a long moment. He didn’t let his mind wander far, but he realized as Segin broke his gaze and glanced at his lips that he might not have held back if the other man leaned forward. His heart skipped a beat as Segin shifted and instead curled into his chest once more.

Indigo was sure that his heart was going to beat out of his chest, and he wondered almost nervously if Segin could hear it over the sound of the rain outside. It seemed like it was finally beginning to lighten up, but that didn’t mean much. Indigo again rested his head over Segin’s protectively. Noting how much warmer the smaller wolf was now that they had laid here together for so long. The two of them fit together comfortably, the man was more substantial than any of the women that he had held to his chest. Segin had weather more than Indigo ever could have coped with. If he lost Aslatiel… he didn’t want to think about a world without his sister in it. The thought was easier to ignore with Segin nestled perfectly in his arms. He’d never felt so comfortable with a stranger before, but laying here he felt like he’d known him his whole life.

”I’m glad I’m not alone.” He whispered quietly against Segin’s dark ear. Another peal of thunder rumbled outside but the distance between them and the middle of the storm was growing further and further away. Eventually they would have to return to the realities they faced outside. For now Indigo would be grateful for the gift Segin offered him.