Daniel may not want to be kept and restrained, but that has nothing to do with being Louis'. His friend, the person on the other side of a lifeline, the one that's tethered between each of them. He feels utterly confident that he can pull on it, and never be alone, just like Louis can always pull for him, and Daniel will be there. Louis isn't his maker, and Daniel might even accept someday that's what Louis wanted, but look— they have this, instead. They can feel each other, they can sink like this, and it's so good.
Louis, the scariest and most enchanting thing Daniel had ever seen. Louis, who nailed him to the world and said you deserve this life.
"Yours."
He strokes Louis with intent. Not going to last much longer.
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Daniel may not want to be kept and restrained, but that has nothing to do with being Louis'. His friend, the person on the other side of a lifeline, the one that's tethered between each of them. He feels utterly confident that he can pull on it, and never be alone, just like Louis can always pull for him, and Daniel will be there. Louis isn't his maker, and Daniel might even accept someday that's what Louis wanted, but look— they have this, instead. They can feel each other, they can sink like this, and it's so good.
Louis, the scariest and most enchanting thing Daniel had ever seen. Louis, who nailed him to the world and said you deserve this life.
"Yours."
He strokes Louis with intent. Not going to last much longer.