The past and the future are much the same

Mortis took a soft, slow breath. Mortis, whose thoughts were always to others. who sought to make people happy and put their considerations above his own. It was that Mortis who leaned forward selfishly and gently kissed Hikaru on the lips. A peek, almost shy in the gentleness of it. He pulled away again, an invitation that he could only hope Hikaru would accept.


“I can't think about complicated things right now. I don't want to.” Mortis whispered. He didn't want to know about consequences, and domino affects. He had stopped, given up hope. He hadn't wanted to go on anymore, and Hikaru's unexpected return to his life was a little becon of hope. He didn't, he couldn't, think about who it might hurt. He needed the Koi wolf right now like he needed air.