[It doesn't take very long for his thoughts to drag him down, back where he belongs.
He's not meant for this. This isn't meant for him. Why has he let his shortsighted emotions take control, pursued something that can only end with heartbreak and misery? Doesn't this go against everything he's done—dragging out a life, a lie that will only bring pain?
Whatever little temporary joys they get out of it will be crushed by that pain. If either of them live long enough, if either of them remember it, it will just be another scar, no matter the possibilities Dante so badly wants him to believe in. Another piece torn out of him. None of this will matter in the end, one way or another.
Such are his thoughts as he stares at his own gaze in the mirror in the middle of the night, hands braced on either side of the sink. Even if he'd been looking, in the dark, it would be extremely difficult to see the shadow that overtakes it under his fingers, then—
THUMP.
He catches himself with a heavy footstep just before he's forced to smash his face against the glass, then looks down to see that the basin has disappeared entirely. Or rather—that he's erased it.]
mid-late june...
He's not meant for this. This isn't meant for him. Why has he let his shortsighted emotions take control, pursued something that can only end with heartbreak and misery? Doesn't this go against everything he's done—dragging out a life, a lie that will only bring pain?
Whatever little temporary joys they get out of it will be crushed by that pain. If either of them live long enough, if either of them remember it, it will just be another scar, no matter the possibilities Dante so badly wants him to believe in. Another piece torn out of him. None of this will matter in the end, one way or another.
Such are his thoughts as he stares at his own gaze in the mirror in the middle of the night, hands braced on either side of the sink. Even if he'd been looking, in the dark, it would be extremely difficult to see the shadow that overtakes it under his fingers, then—
THUMP.
He catches himself with a heavy footstep just before he's forced to smash his face against the glass, then looks down to see that the basin has disappeared entirely. Or rather—that he's erased it.]