The sun is a bright yellow beacon, hanging down over him, and the warmth is pleasant, soaking into his skin and hair and giving the numbed chill of his body a lovely feeling of floating in his relaxed, half conscious state. The grass pressing into his back feels so fresh, so new, and the scent of it, warm and full of summer (he'd decided that it was the best word to describe that smell, after so long of mulling it over in his mind), surrounds him in a blanket that drifts over his torn, ragged blue jeans, soaking into the loose, white t-shirt that he borrowed from the shop owner last night. His hair hangs down, free of its binding, splayed out over the grass in a crimson halo around his head, and his eyes are closed, just so he can let the heat soak into the back of his eyelids, let the warmth melt away the aches and the worries that strain his vision and mind daily.
It's quite pleasant out here.
He wishes he could have experienced this much sooner, but it's nice to feel it now, so he won't complain. It's not like him.
There's a sudden shift in the breeze, an absence of the pain relieving warmth that he has grown to relish so much, and he cracks a single eye open, squinting through the shadow that has come to hover across him to the man above.
Black eyes flicker over brown, earthy colors blending, melding, melting into one, and a small grin, hard to notice yet there none the less, flickers over his face, giving clearance and passage to the man standing there, looking at him, hard, like he has been for the past few minutes. They lock eyes like that for a long time, tossing back words, tossing back feelings, chewing them over and polishing them up, making them easy to read and intricate in their design.
He closes that eye again, a curtain over the play of emotion in his eyes.
The figure sits, silent, a single knee pulled up, an arm slung over one knee, in a pose that's picture perfect in his head, the body so close that the heat radiating out to him in a wave tickles his sensitive nerves, tugs at his mind and wraps it up in a comforting embrace, melting away the tension, just for now.
Neither of them say anything for the longest time.