A/N: If it isn't too obvious, I love making Riley poetic and/or lovestruck. *shrugs* It suits him, a bit. This drabble was brought on by three things: twitter, boredom, and "Warning Signs" by Coldplay. It's really short and cliche, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless. xo.
Suddenly, I See
Riley's bored, and the day is void of the excitement he's used to having available. It's Sunday, meaning tomorrow is the beginning of another long week at Degrassi. Oh, the joy. He rids his mind of the sarcasm, and focuses on the television. Nothing good is on. Figures.
He shuts it off, and sits inertly for a minute.
Zane is still sleeping - it's only 11 in the morning, after all - and he can hear his light, soft snores. It's adorable, and the athlete can't help but want to observe his boyfriend in the realms of dreaming.
He gets up, quietly, and walks to the doorway of the room. He peeks in, and what he sees is no doubtedly the sweetest, most captivating thing he's ever laid eyes on.
Zane's body is covered with the white, long blanket, and only his handsome face is visible. His expression is blank, but on his lips are a absent smile. It's peaceful, it's endearing. And if that wasn't enticing enough, the white rays of the morning sun are cascading through the transparent curtains; it makes Zane shine, makes him radiant. Riley melts, and is left staring in awe at the sight that he is fortunate enough to behold.
And then it hits him.
It's evident with his beautiful appearance and his even more alluring personality, what Zane really must be.
A wingless angel.