Ok, but, short chapters are better for this, trust me, I'm the one writing it

You can probably tell, but I had a lot of fun writing this one


7. Connor: Knowing Evan

Life

That's what it was. What followed Evan everywhere he went, and Connor was just as affected as the south was

Connor was sure now, as he watched Evan happily dancing, littering the clearing with nature, and looking so beautiful; that Evan couldn't be just a nature god; because Connor had never felt this alive, never felt his heart so full

Evan must have sensed him, because he stopped dancing and turned to him looking shameful, and on the one hand Connor cursed at himself for ruining the moment, but on the other hand it was heartbreaking because Evan wore the expression of someone that had been caught doing something that they shouldn't, and why would anyone want to stop Evan from dancing when it clearly made him so joyous

"Don't stop"

Connor was pleading, to see that freedom once more, to hear that laughter, to get that mixed feeling of wholeness and emptiness, to feel alive

Evan evaluates him with his gaze, and Connor is too vulnerable in that moment, too slow to put his walls up, he expects the worse, but instead of the rejection and pity he figured such a sight would cause, he finds nothing but empathy, an empathy that only someone as lonely as him could muster, he truly sees Evan then, and he finds him to be perfectly imperfect

Evan gives him the prettiest smile, tentatively reaching a hand out to him, something serene in his gaze

"Would you dance with me?"

Who was Connor to deny him?