p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"In any relationship, there must be trust between the partners involved. Firewater and Twink followed this rule perfectly. They trusted the other with their own lives, and both knew they didn't have to hide how they felt around the other. Firewater was a great singer, but he didn't sing very often unless Twink was around. Something about the little pastry's presence just calmed the bottle's nerves, helping him relax and release his innermost thoughts through song./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Twink, in return, trusted Firewater so much that he let the older product read his poetry. Though normally nervous about sharing his written works, the younger product craved Firewater's opinion on what he wrote. He would spend hours perfecting a poem or song, a giant grin covering his face when he finally finished it. He would rush to wherever Firewater was, and hand the papers over for them to be examined. It was unspoken between the two that Firewater had the right to read through whatever poetry he happened across in their little part of the cave./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"After all, the majority of it ended up being about the aforementioned product. It was very common for someone to come into the cave seeking wisdom, only to find Twink sprawled out on his boyfriend's lap while Firewater read another love poem. A smile would tug at the corner of his lips, and he would lavish his lovely little sweet with kisses and cuddles to show how much he loved the poetry./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Firewater had come back to the cave one night, his bag of wonderment filled with more stolen weed from the Dark Lord. He made sure to be quiet as he walked in, not wanting to potentially awaken his lover should he be sleeping. Of course, the little cutie was fast asleep on the mound of cloth that was their bed. Scraps of paper were scattered around the room, and Firewater couldn't help but pick one up. He read what was on the page slowly, his eyebrows furrowing as he did. This wasn't like Twink's normal poetry…/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"It was awfully sad, and every line seemed to strike the very center of Firewater's heart and soul. Every single syllable made his heart ache and seize up in his chest. He glanced over at Twink, noticing how ragged he looked even in sleep. His hair, which was normally carefully styled, was a mess. His breathing was fast and shallow, and even his position seemed to scream of internal turmoil. Firewater quickly memorized the poem, deciding that he would let his poor boyfriend sleep. He would ask him about this in the morning…./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"-Several hours later-/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Twink woke up slowly, his eyelids fluttering open as he snuggled into the blankets. His head was pounding, as it had a habit of doing whenever he cried a lot, and his body felt weary despite almost nine hours of uninterrupted sleep. Firewater was gone, though Twink couldn't be sure that he'd even come to bed last night. He couldn't help but frown, wondering what Firewater could've been doing besides spending time with him./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Logically, he knew that Firewater was an honest product, one he trusted with every thing he had. Yet his insecurities, the thoughts that came unbidden to his mind when he was alone, they filled him with fear and uncertainty. So, like any artist does, he had started writing down his feelings. He had spent nearly an hour last night, pouring his heart and soul into a poem. He wasn't sure what to call it yet, seeing as it felt unfinished. Though Twink had written down all his thoughts and feelings, the poem just didn't seem to be complete. There was something missing; what, he didn't know./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Though he still felt tired, Twink decided to gather the pages back together and try to get something cohesive from it all. He slipped out of bed, yawning softly as he looked around the room for his poem. His eyebrows rose slightly when he couldn't find it, and he felt his stomach start to knot up at an unpleasant thought. What if Firewater had found the poem? What if he knew how Twink felt now? He'd tried so hard to keep it all bottled up, but what if it had all been for nothing?/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Twink shook that thought from his head, and left their little corner of the cave to search for the missing poem. Firewater was sitting by the fire, for once not getting high as a kite. He had a pensive look on his face, one that Twink had often seen when the older product was in the middle of figuring out a song. He smiled, sitting beside his boyfriend quielty so as not to disturb him. The two sat in silence for a moment, their breathing falling into a slow, easy rhythm./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Finally, Firewater began to speak in a low, gentle tone, "Here comes a thought…" Twink's eyes widened slightly, the familiar words making a blush rise to his cheeks. That was the opening line to his poem! Firewater looked down at Twink, taking a hold of the younger product's hand before slowly intertwining their fingers. "Take a moment to think of just, flexibility, love and trust. Take a moment to think of just flexibility, love, and trust.", he sang, his soft voice soothing Twink slightly. Maybe he hadn't read the poem, because that definitely hadn't been in there…/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""Here comes a thought, that might alarm you. What someone said, and how it harmed you. Something you did that failed to be charming. Things that you said are suddenly swarming.", Firewater continued, his voice rising and falling slightly. Twink's eyes began to fill with tears, his lower lip quivering as he was hit with the full power of his own words. He had cried while writing it, but hearing Firewater sing them, pouring his heart into every note, it just made the feelings more intense./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""And oh, you're losing sight, you're losing touch. All these little things seems to matter so much, that they confuse you… That I might lose you…", Firewater sang, coming to the end of what Twink had written. He paused a moment, catching his breath before he launched into the part he had written this morning, "Take a moment, remind yourself to take a moment and find yourself. Take a moment and find yourself, take a moment and ask yourself if this is how we fall apart… But it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not… It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay… You've got nothing, got nothing, got nothing, got nothing to fear… I'm here, I'm here, I'm here…"/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"By now Twink had buried his face in Firewater's chest, his little body shaking from the force of his sobs. He was always so scared that Firewater would find someone better, someone that wasn't so annoyingly flamboyant like he was. To hear him say that he was here, that he wasn't leaving, it made Twink feel overwhelmed with emotion. Firewater just held his crying boyfriend, rubbing his back slowly as he pressed soft kisses to the top of his head. Though Twink wasn't as good at singing as Firewater was, he couldn't help but sing the second verse back to him./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""Here comes a thought… That might alarm me… What someone said, and how it harmed me… Something I did that failed to be charming… Things that I said are suddenly swarming…", he whispered, his little voice shaking slightly as he sang. "And, oh, I'm losing sight… I'm losing touch… All these little things seem to matter so much… That they confuse me… That I might lose me…", Twink continued, his voice trailing off at the end. Firewater squeezed his hand softly, lifting it up to show how their fingers intertwined perfectly as a small smile crossed his face./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""Take a moment, remind yourself.", Firewater sang, and Twink felt a sense of calm beginning to settle over him as he sang along with him. "To take a moment and find yourself. Take a moment and ask yourself if this is how we fall apart… But it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not… It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay… I've got nothing, got nothing, got nothing, got nothing to fear… I'm here, I'm here, I'm here…", they sang, smiling at each other lovingly./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""And it was just a thought, just a thought, just a thought, just a thought, just a thought… It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay…", they sang. Firewater gently pulled Twink back, laying down on his back before cuddling the younger product up against his side. He motioned towards the ceiling, and Twink looked up to see another one of Firewater's murals. It was the two of them sitting together, watching as a swarm of butterflies flew off towards a beautiful moon./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""We can watch, we can watch, we can watch, we can watch them go by… From here, from here, from here…", Firewater sang. He pressed a kiss against Twink's gloved hand, making the pastry blush. "Take a moment to think of just… Flexibility, love, and trust…", he sang, pausing to let Twink join in. "Take a moment to think of just… Flexibility, love, and trust…", Twink finished, letting out a soft giggle. Firewater leaned in, kissing him softly on the lips. As Twink's eyelids fluttered shut, he felt a sense of peace wrap around him like a warm blanket. He would be okay, because Firewater was right here beside him…/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Twink, in return, trusted Firewater so much that he let the older product read his poetry. Though normally nervous about sharing his written works, the younger product craved Firewater's opinion on what he wrote. He would spend hours perfecting a poem or song, a giant grin covering his face when he finally finished it. He would rush to wherever Firewater was, and hand the papers over for them to be examined. It was unspoken between the two that Firewater had the right to read through whatever poetry he happened across in their little part of the cave./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"After all, the majority of it ended up being about the aforementioned product. It was very common for someone to come into the cave seeking wisdom, only to find Twink sprawled out on his boyfriend's lap while Firewater read another love poem. A smile would tug at the corner of his lips, and he would lavish his lovely little sweet with kisses and cuddles to show how much he loved the poetry./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Firewater had come back to the cave one night, his bag of wonderment filled with more stolen weed from the Dark Lord. He made sure to be quiet as he walked in, not wanting to potentially awaken his lover should he be sleeping. Of course, the little cutie was fast asleep on the mound of cloth that was their bed. Scraps of paper were scattered around the room, and Firewater couldn't help but pick one up. He read what was on the page slowly, his eyebrows furrowing as he did. This wasn't like Twink's normal poetry…/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"It was awfully sad, and every line seemed to strike the very center of Firewater's heart and soul. Every single syllable made his heart ache and seize up in his chest. He glanced over at Twink, noticing how ragged he looked even in sleep. His hair, which was normally carefully styled, was a mess. His breathing was fast and shallow, and even his position seemed to scream of internal turmoil. Firewater quickly memorized the poem, deciding that he would let his poor boyfriend sleep. He would ask him about this in the morning…./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"-Several hours later-/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Twink woke up slowly, his eyelids fluttering open as he snuggled into the blankets. His head was pounding, as it had a habit of doing whenever he cried a lot, and his body felt weary despite almost nine hours of uninterrupted sleep. Firewater was gone, though Twink couldn't be sure that he'd even come to bed last night. He couldn't help but frown, wondering what Firewater could've been doing besides spending time with him./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Logically, he knew that Firewater was an honest product, one he trusted with every thing he had. Yet his insecurities, the thoughts that came unbidden to his mind when he was alone, they filled him with fear and uncertainty. So, like any artist does, he had started writing down his feelings. He had spent nearly an hour last night, pouring his heart and soul into a poem. He wasn't sure what to call it yet, seeing as it felt unfinished. Though Twink had written down all his thoughts and feelings, the poem just didn't seem to be complete. There was something missing; what, he didn't know./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Though he still felt tired, Twink decided to gather the pages back together and try to get something cohesive from it all. He slipped out of bed, yawning softly as he looked around the room for his poem. His eyebrows rose slightly when he couldn't find it, and he felt his stomach start to knot up at an unpleasant thought. What if Firewater had found the poem? What if he knew how Twink felt now? He'd tried so hard to keep it all bottled up, but what if it had all been for nothing?/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Twink shook that thought from his head, and left their little corner of the cave to search for the missing poem. Firewater was sitting by the fire, for once not getting high as a kite. He had a pensive look on his face, one that Twink had often seen when the older product was in the middle of figuring out a song. He smiled, sitting beside his boyfriend quielty so as not to disturb him. The two sat in silence for a moment, their breathing falling into a slow, easy rhythm./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"Finally, Firewater began to speak in a low, gentle tone, "Here comes a thought…" Twink's eyes widened slightly, the familiar words making a blush rise to his cheeks. That was the opening line to his poem! Firewater looked down at Twink, taking a hold of the younger product's hand before slowly intertwining their fingers. "Take a moment to think of just, flexibility, love and trust. Take a moment to think of just flexibility, love, and trust.", he sang, his soft voice soothing Twink slightly. Maybe he hadn't read the poem, because that definitely hadn't been in there…/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""Here comes a thought, that might alarm you. What someone said, and how it harmed you. Something you did that failed to be charming. Things that you said are suddenly swarming.", Firewater continued, his voice rising and falling slightly. Twink's eyes began to fill with tears, his lower lip quivering as he was hit with the full power of his own words. He had cried while writing it, but hearing Firewater sing them, pouring his heart into every note, it just made the feelings more intense./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""And oh, you're losing sight, you're losing touch. All these little things seems to matter so much, that they confuse you… That I might lose you…", Firewater sang, coming to the end of what Twink had written. He paused a moment, catching his breath before he launched into the part he had written this morning, "Take a moment, remind yourself to take a moment and find yourself. Take a moment and find yourself, take a moment and ask yourself if this is how we fall apart… But it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not… It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay… You've got nothing, got nothing, got nothing, got nothing to fear… I'm here, I'm here, I'm here…"/p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;"By now Twink had buried his face in Firewater's chest, his little body shaking from the force of his sobs. He was always so scared that Firewater would find someone better, someone that wasn't so annoyingly flamboyant like he was. To hear him say that he was here, that he wasn't leaving, it made Twink feel overwhelmed with emotion. Firewater just held his crying boyfriend, rubbing his back slowly as he pressed soft kisses to the top of his head. Though Twink wasn't as good at singing as Firewater was, he couldn't help but sing the second verse back to him./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""Here comes a thought… That might alarm me… What someone said, and how it harmed me… Something I did that failed to be charming… Things that I said are suddenly swarming…", he whispered, his little voice shaking slightly as he sang. "And, oh, I'm losing sight… I'm losing touch… All these little things seem to matter so much… That they confuse me… That I might lose me…", Twink continued, his voice trailing off at the end. Firewater squeezed his hand softly, lifting it up to show how their fingers intertwined perfectly as a small smile crossed his face./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""Take a moment, remind yourself.", Firewater sang, and Twink felt a sense of calm beginning to settle over him as he sang along with him. "To take a moment and find yourself. Take a moment and ask yourself if this is how we fall apart… But it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not, but it's not… It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay… I've got nothing, got nothing, got nothing, got nothing to fear… I'm here, I'm here, I'm here…", they sang, smiling at each other lovingly./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""And it was just a thought, just a thought, just a thought, just a thought, just a thought… It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay…", they sang. Firewater gently pulled Twink back, laying down on his back before cuddling the younger product up against his side. He motioned towards the ceiling, and Twink looked up to see another one of Firewater's murals. It was the two of them sitting together, watching as a swarm of butterflies flew off towards a beautiful moon./p
p style="margin: 1em 0px 0px; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px;""We can watch, we can watch, we can watch, we can watch them go by… From here, from here, from here…", Firewater sang. He pressed a kiss against Twink's gloved hand, making the pastry blush. "Take a moment to think of just… Flexibility, love, and trust…", he sang, pausing to let Twink join in. "Take a moment to think of just… Flexibility, love, and trust…", Twink finished, letting out a soft giggle. Firewater leaned in, kissing him softly on the lips. As Twink's eyelids fluttered shut, he felt a sense of peace wrap around him like a warm blanket. He would be okay, because Firewater was right here beside him…/p