he rolls his shoulders as his gaze flickers over the other’s features and he’s tired while he can feel the waves of exhaustion coming off of elwood, it just makes him even more exhausted. he apparently craved that because he had no plans on leaving unless the older male removed him himself. he runs his fingers through his hair and so much has happened in the last few days that his stomach can’t handle the way it turns every single time he steps into the older male’s home. it’s not a bad turning, but it’s not something he’s used to, so it’s something he tries to push away. caspar desperately wants to reach out and pull the other towards him, just to see what kind of reaction he gets. a brow is arched and he just blinks at him for a beat or two without saying much of anything. just swings his legs back and forth, almost ready to grin like a child. “marble is perfectly capable of being cleaned up. don’t worry, i’ll do it m’self.” he takes a deep breath and presses the heels of his hands against his temples for a second. he decides to just do it, reaching forward to grip onto the other male’s shirt and brings him in, crashing their lips together. the pain that shoots through him because of the wound is enough to have tears burning behind his eyelids, which is exactly what happens, and blood smears over elwood’s mouth before caspar pulls away and moves off of the counter to turn and clean up the mess he’s made with his mistakes.
he thinks if they had met under different circumstances, they could have been something amazing. but right now, they’re both too stubborn and too hurt to do much more than destroy one another in the process of hurting themselves, too. elwood looks at caspar and he sees someone VULNERABLE, someone fragile, but he also looks at him and sees a fierceness to live that he hasn’t seen in someone for a long time. the last person to hold that look had been his brother, and elwood convinced himself many years ago aura had taken that desire to the grave with him. by the time caspar tugs him close, elwood had already put distance between them, and so the sudden jolt comes as a surprise – but not as much as the kiss does. the first thing he registers is the burn of caspar’s lips, and then the tang of METALLIC overwhelms him ; lips slicked with caspar’s BLOOD and it should be disgusting but he finds himself moaning instead, hands pressed into caspar’s waist before he’s lifting him the short distance back on to the counter ( it takes more effort that he’ll admit. ) shoving him back against the wall, elwood stands between caspar’s legs, hands cupping his cheeks as he tugs him back down, tongue swiping the boy’s bloodied lip.
