Flood

[growler_south]

By chance you both choose to sleep on the same side of my bed- here, against the wall. You wander sleepily to the toilet at 2am and I'm listening as you navigate the junk, half woken by the movement in the bed, half woken by the empty space beside me.

I dont sleep on your side of the bed when you're not here. Your side of the bed smells like you both, the unique smells of two masculine forms in the one place. I can pick the puppy-like scent of Morris' fur, the smooth cleanness of Rick's sweat. Sometimes when Im half asleep I roll onto your pillow and it makes me happy enough that, just for a second, I dont mind that your not actually here.

Sometimes I'm lucky enough to fall back to sleep before the happy moment passes.

Tonight isn't one of those times.

Comments

[wenchwoman.livejournal.com]

Hurrah for boy-smells! (Or should that be 'scent'?!)
*sigh*

xxx

[musclebearnz.livejournal.com]

awww, thats soooo sweet... I guess if we loan you Dyna or Saff it wouldnt be the same eh !!