lityerses has been through a lot. from being in affiliation with both midas and commodus, to being homeless between those periods.

but when he decided on staying at the waystation, shortly after, you had brought and welcomed him to camp, where he had his sight set on for awhile, being a “safe place” for people like him.

after getting settled, trying to get used to the non-abusive environment, you had started a — albeit slow-paced— relationship with him. it takes a little to crack lityerses.

but you know what?

intimacy’s his favorite, as much as he’s terrified of it.

sharing secrets, being touched, having someone to rant to… it’s nothing he’s used to. but he’s starting to get it, and he’s reluctant to participate, but it feels nice when he does.

at night, in bed, lityerses traces the small imperfections and freckles and scars on your bare back while you’re trying to sleep.

“you’re a nice-looking boy…” lit murmurs.