Kane Frost (hurtme_loveme) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2009-10-11 01:42:00 |
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Current mood: | depressed |
Entry tags: | kane frost, tyki |
My heart is breaking in front of me.
Who: Kane Frost (hurtme_loveme), OPEN to Tyki (consommation)
What: Wandering.
Where: Somewhere in New Yawk Citay.
When: Early Saturday morning.
Warnings: None.
He had been telling himself that it would happen one day, but he didn't think it would bother him this much.
Maybe they had been together for too long. Maybe it was just wishful thinking; everything might have been a prolonged dream he never wanted to wake up from.
But he was here now, three parts inebriated and seven parts emotional, kicked out of the closing bar to wander the streets with some cash and the clothes on his back, and no real desire to go home. It was too dark to do any painting, and what was the point in painting if he couldn't even be remembered for doing it? Nevermind that it was one of few things he still liked - it didn't mean anything if Tyki was nothing more than a stranger.
When the rain got too hard to bear, Kane found himself under the shelter of a small bus stop. The last bus had come and gone; the incubus only had the occasional passer-by for company.
Tonight was the kind of night that would have been great to spend snuggled up against Tyki, or even in the bed of some woman he had never met before and was likely never to meet again, but tonight he was cold and wet and stuck in a bus stop and smoking someone else's leftover cigarette, not quite sure what to think or do with himself now that he'd been stepped on and thrown away like an empty can.