preston rawlings, psychic accountant (ex_clerk820) wrote in rooms,
Re: Marvel: Preston R/Steve R
[All eyes watched Steve move, including Preston's. The frozen man looked at him without comprehension but also unmistakable affection, which looked strange on such a foreign, fleshy face. The man looked exhausted and ill, but the expression he wore was kindly and calm. Preston's expression was too, though his face was deeper, more mobile. Small movements, muscles in his mouth and around his eyes, flexed and changed. He looked at Steve with trust, and the cast of his eyes (hazel now, hazel-green) were reflective of that.]
I think so. [A hundred voices said the same. I think so. But-] But there are a lot of eyes. If I walk I think we walk.
[Demonstratively, Preston lifted his right hand up in front of him, fingers spread, wrist slow. The entire crowd of people around them did the same thing, and simultaneously, all the others as well. Hands of all sizes, big and small, some be-ringed, others rough and naked.
Abruptly Preston frowned, and his hand dropped.] You're... something's wrong. Are you alright? [They were suddenly surrounded by frowns.]