VII
He had given up the search. For today, that is.
He would return to his 'home' and he would be able to be with the boy for one day longer. He was relieved. Thankful.
He stepped into the apartment building that he currently resided in, but not before turning towards the sky and letting the sun caress his face and glint off of his fine golden hair. He smiled towards the heavens, his real home, and continued inside.
He decided that once he arrived at his apartment he would cook an extra-large supper – the boy would have forgotten to feed himself and once reminded he would be extra hungry. After a good meal, they would be initially sleepy, but if he acted at the right moment, they would soon be in each others' passionate embrace; once again sharing the bed.
He climbed up the flights of stairs – quicker, now that he had a motive of sorts. He wanted to spend as much time with the boy as he could – As soon as he found the lawbreaker, he would have to return to heaven.
He slid the key into the door.
He stood by the window, seemingly oblivious to the blond hunter.
Dark hair fell upon graceful shoulders.
Beneath the shoulders there were marks on his back.
Wings.
But nothing more than shadows.
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