09-19-2018, 03:29 AM
Morgan crept up behind the Captain with a smooth imitation of a purr. He, too, once stared at the night sky whenever he could; back then, he was lonely. The stars were his only real company during that time, coming back again and again every night as if they were somehow friends with the young canine. It was not until one fateful day that Morgan found Tanglewood, and he finally found a real set of people to live with.
Things were different now. Having read up enough about stars to at least know what they were, he whispered to the cat, "What do you see out there, my Vigenere?" It did not take long for him to reach a conclusion. "Where you came from?" His ears drooped and his usual smile turned to a frown. He had heard about Vigenere's past and home in snippets during their conversations, but was unsure if it was something he liked being brought up.
Just in case, Morgan got closer to his partner until he could try wrapping his fluffy tail around his back for comfort. Nobody else seemed to be approaching them just yet, so he seized the moment to be close to the one he felt for the most. "I used to think of nothing when I saw those things. I just felt... nice." His own eyes only left the starry sky to rest on his boyfriend, for whom he found it in himself to put on an admittedly goofy smile again. "Now, I do still feel nice," he muttered, feeling a familiar and pleasant warmth deep inside. "But it's because I think of you now, my Vigenere. You... you're the stars to me." He stumbled over one of his words, hoping what he said made sense. Even if he had become significantly more literate over time, the fear of not getting his point across loomed over him.
Things were different now. Having read up enough about stars to at least know what they were, he whispered to the cat, "What do you see out there, my Vigenere?" It did not take long for him to reach a conclusion. "Where you came from?" His ears drooped and his usual smile turned to a frown. He had heard about Vigenere's past and home in snippets during their conversations, but was unsure if it was something he liked being brought up.
Just in case, Morgan got closer to his partner until he could try wrapping his fluffy tail around his back for comfort. Nobody else seemed to be approaching them just yet, so he seized the moment to be close to the one he felt for the most. "I used to think of nothing when I saw those things. I just felt... nice." His own eyes only left the starry sky to rest on his boyfriend, for whom he found it in himself to put on an admittedly goofy smile again. "Now, I do still feel nice," he muttered, feeling a familiar and pleasant warmth deep inside. "But it's because I think of you now, my Vigenere. You... you're the stars to me." He stumbled over one of his words, hoping what he said made sense. Even if he had become significantly more literate over time, the fear of not getting his point across loomed over him.