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Kel ([personal profile] knockingatthedoor) wrote in [personal profile] photographists 2024-08-06 11:13 am (UTC)

[Hero is the one comforting him at home the rare times, of course he reads the touch and the tenderness as Hero's... they're... they're brothers. They're inseparable, they're-

Ah. He's- this is a bed. It's perfect, it's comfortable, it feels like there are arms behind him reaching for his shoulders and trying to pull him down- his brain registers something else too, hunger, but it doesn't feel like it belongs to him.
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Oof... I... shouldn't.

[Fingers find Marigold and he nuzzles the d... dog? no, the fur is too short, it's not- oh, it's not Hector and he's not home. Right. He actually opens his eyes to look at the animal for a second and the alarm bells ring- sadly he's no longer running on adrenaline after the last unpleasant nightmare, he's no longer shuffling around to keep himself going and his eyelids feel too heavy. It's not his brain, it's also his body that demands some rest.

He loos up in Basil's direction after letting his head fall on the pillow -soft he tells himself and he doesn't know what he's referring to- and Kel is almost surprised not to see his brother. Right. He's not there and it is for the best, no matter how much Kel loves the older sibling of the house. He has Basil though, he's a friend and he's... there. With things being so difficult with Sunny and his relationship with Aubrey being what it has always been, truce or not, Kel has to admit having Basil there has been...
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Thank you. You... [There is no grace as he brings his hand to the other's cheek, trying to keep it there for a moment. Basil made him feel like he still had a purpose as a friend, that he could still do something to help. The other gave him things to focus on that were almost alien to him, Kel never had a green thumb, and in a world where his entire social net was absent, where he made new friends but they didn't feel as close...] Make me- [Eyelids close again, hand slipping down just a bit and... ungracefully anchoring the thumb inside poor basil's mouth, using the lower lip to support himself just a bit more.] Happy.

[It was a very simple way to put it, most of the nuances about their current situation was absent, but Kel coldn't really think well. The hand was now on the mattress and his lips were parted as he was huffing in his sleep. All was good in his dreamscape, at least for the moment- he was home, everyone was there and everyone was happy. What else could he even ask for when he had everything he wanted right there? ]

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