Tag: I literally lost track of everything else I was doing when I saw this

the-night-painter:

“Dawn is not yet even a suggestion on the horizon; only the stars see them. Thomas smiles against his lips, then sighs at the touch of James’s fingertips on his neck, his silver hair. He nuzzles the tip of his nose against James’s cheek, and reaches for him in the dark once more.”

– Too Fondly to be Fearful by Palebluedot

Crossposted on AO3, alternative colour version under the cut. 

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