dulcet_cellist: (Cute Eyebrow Raise)
dulcet_cellist ([personal profile] dulcet_cellist) wrote in [community profile] central_librarylogs 2016-01-09 07:29 am (UTC)

"I'm a boring human who lived in a world where everything is myths and legends or imagined stories in a book. Nothing is real the way things are real in your world." Sebastian wondered what did impress most people. What other runes did Alec have and what were they used for? He wanted to know everything he could about Alec.

"I'm not overly fond of manipulative types so I don't think I'd get along well with the Seelie." Christian Scott had been very manipulative.

"You could easily win my mother over by being you. Especially if meeting my father doesn't scare you away. Not that I would want to introduce you to him." It was a small lie. Nothing would make him happier than being able to introduce someone he cared deeply for to his father. But he couldn't imagine hugs and smiles and acceptance. Even after his apologies and explanations. Excuses is what they sounded like to Sebastian. But he was still angry and hurt and here int he Library he didn't have to try and force himself to forgive or even think about his father much. But when he did he missed his father and he hated that he did feel that way still.

The memory and thoughts were easily pushed away by the touch of Alec's lips. "I wish it were like yours. Then I could say it was an act of bravery protecting someone from evil."

He sighed and nuzzled his face against Alec's, lacing their fingers together. "I hope you do try. I think I would like it immensely. And I want to find all your marks. Learn them all by sight and touch." It made him nervous to be so honest and direct, but he didn't want to let fear keep him from what he wanted most. He had let that happen before and he regretted it with his entire heart and soul.

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