[Taklamakan Strange Love doesn't have a name or face that's easily forgotten, and thankfully, neither does "Hawks", his newly assigned boyfriend.
Actually though, Love almost misses the guy. Humans all smell basically the same to him, and even after decades on Earth he forgets to just use his eyes when he's distracted. It's the wings that he notices, the little flutter of feathers off the stranger's back. Then the hair, and the appearance in general.
Great.
Love sighs, and then slides down onto the bench next to Hawks. He usually can't be bothered to act, even after centuries on the run, but he also doesn't like the idea of vague consequences.]
There you are. [He says, watching the other man with more curiosity than affection. If he's going to get punched for being too familiar, it's probably going to happen now, as he tangles his fingers with his "lover's".
Hopefully Hawks doesn't mind a middle school kid with too many earrings and a lab coat getting into his personal space.]
no ragrets
Actually though, Love almost misses the guy. Humans all smell basically the same to him, and even after decades on Earth he forgets to just use his eyes when he's distracted. It's the wings that he notices, the little flutter of feathers off the stranger's back. Then the hair, and the appearance in general.
Great.
Love sighs, and then slides down onto the bench next to Hawks. He usually can't be bothered to act, even after centuries on the run, but he also doesn't like the idea of vague consequences.]
There you are. [He says, watching the other man with more curiosity than affection. If he's going to get punched for being too familiar, it's probably going to happen now, as he tangles his fingers with his "lover's".
Hopefully Hawks doesn't mind a middle school kid with too many earrings and a lab coat getting into his personal space.]