maybe redemption has stories to tell; elio

[elio]

elio

Alone, Elio thinks with a sudden releasing of air. He finds he is alone and looking into a handsome's man open face, alone and frustrated by his own tangled emotions--but mostly alone and unsure of the twisting feeling Svedka's gaze places in his gut.

He's handsome, but not just in an observable way, no--Elio's hooves stumble along the ocean floor as the stranger's wild face forces him to a stop. The golden stallion lifts his nose to the air, away from the lapping water, never straying from the other's friendly gaze. He stops, now, locking the muscles in his legs to ensure the water won't wash him away.

"Svedka," Elio rasps, throat already muddied by the saltwater. "My name is Elio," he adds after a pause, taking one unconscious step closer.

"My brother is here," is Lio's simple answer. He doesn't think to elaborate on who his brother is or the two perfect children he got to meet. No, he is enraptured by his first encounter with attraction, such an alien, consuming feeling.

"Why didn't you say no?" he murmurs just loud enough to be heard over the water. Lio dares two steps closer. He can't help himself.

i don't think i could stand to be
where you don't see me

@[Svedka]