Drabble #1 – Shakespeare
The wind blew through the window, fluttering the pictures above Tristan's bed frame. Said boy was lying peacefully in bed, shivering slightly from the wind flowing into the room. The whole house was dead silent that night. Suddenly, a silhouette appeared on the window sill, and with haste made his entrance into the younger boy's room. The person slowly treaded across the carpet, and towards Tristan's bed. His feet didn't make any sound as he reached his destination, the boy's bed. It dipped under his weight, and the silhouette leaned down towards the boys face. He stretched his hand towards Tristan and cradled his cheek in his hand. He stroked his face before leaning down to his ear, a smirk on his face.
"Soon….soon you'll know about me and the others…" Tristan leaned into the others touch "you just have to figure it out for yourself….unfortunately…"
He held Tristan's face for a bit longer, and laid a kiss upon the other boys forehead, letting his lips linger there longer than necessary. He felt him shiver under the touch of his lips and pulled away with a frown. He grabbed the comforter that had slipped off Tristan in the middle of the night, somehow, and pulled it to completely cover the boy. When he was sure that the boy had stopped shivering he ran to the window and disappeared into the black of the night. Leaving a sleeping Tristan dreaming of a gentle caress and a familiar voice.