Not Know

Rather drabble-y. Tommy reflects on his and Merton's relationship. Enjoy.


How can you not know?

How can you sit here beside me, your head against my shoulder and my arm around your neck, and not know how much I need you? How much I hate the thought of you leaving, to go half way across the planet, knowing it very well may be the last time I see you? But, I can't make you stay. it's your dream to go and I won't take it from you.

Just, give me some clue that you know, that I'm not completely alone in all of this, that you love me, too. Because there is no way you can't know.

Not after everything we've been through this year. How can you now know how it kills me to see you in danger because of me? That you are the one I fight for. You. Tell me, do you know I don't think I could resist the evil of the werewolf without you there to ground me? If you weren't fighting beside me… it just wouldn't be worth it anymore.

You're my best friend, and I know you now that much. You may not believe it, I know you have trouble trusting people, and I wish I'd been there to be your friend long ago. But, you're mine now and no one can ever take you from me.

Do you know how hard it is to sit here, like this, and not be able to kiss you? To hold you tighter, to run my fingers through your hair or touch your intoxicating skin? If you knew what I wanted to do to you I doubt you'd be sitting so close to me… I want to make love to you, have you writhing beneath me on your bed, let the wolf claim you as it's mate. For life, because I know that's how long I'd love you.

So, how can you not know how much I love you, Merton, when you're everything to me?