Re: [Island to Shore: Dami & Misha]
[Damian had never spoken to anyone of much. Most of that which was inside of him was sealed off, as varying crypts in أهرامات الجيزة. And he had told himself, believing it, that there was to be no excavation. Even Barbara's fingers barely strayed beyond limestone cover. Then came Misha. It was ridiculous how willing he was to bare the bones of his secrets to the angel, but he was. Most of the secrets Damian kept were ugly. He could not have said if he expected rejection due to them. He simply did not share them. Until now, as I said.—Damian listened, and the comment about Bellevue made sense.] Then, last night, was it again, just wishing to experience what it felt like? [The man kept his lips pressed together for a moment, before he answered a simple,] Yes. [He did not elaborate.
He was pleased then that his words, inconsequential as they were, could make any impact on Misha. He offered the crooked hitch of a smile, before they embraced. And though he could have (probably), Damian did not resist the salve of the angel's voice.] Grandfather would have done it. [He believed this.—Misha shaking his head was felt, fine brush of fine hair. Damian only frowned, tutting once the angel reached his most hypocritical. With stubborn, unyielding sullenness, he answered with just:] Fine.
[Once the pair of them were in the captain's seat, as it were, Damian glanced over his shoulder once, to watch Misha rub his cheek there. He lightened up some, because he was fond of the boy. He focused forward once more to drive them. The seed of a frown did take root then, however, as the man could not fathom looking kindly on all. It leveled a field that was not level.] To me, [he said with irritation,] you are not as everyone. If you were, it would be as you feared. [He said this without looking back, with only a hint of spite, before cool hands slipped against his skin and he took a quick breath in surprise. Damian straightened his spine under skim of hand, attempting to gain more touch. Once pale hands had settled once more at his waist, he sat back somewhat, to lean against lean chest.] When we are done with this, will you come with me to the Capital?