thehonorablebat: Weir in his purest form. (weir)
Directly follows Crabs.

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Will lay defeated by the fire.

The crabs had won this day.

The night chill crept on Bradford. He’d let Will have the only blanket, and the fire wouldn’t last much longer. Bradford didn’t mind the cold half as much as Will did. He’d manage.

The stars above shined bright and clear so far from any any city. He tried looking for familiar constellations. Trying to quiet his mind enough to sleep.

He couldn’t find any.

Breath caught in his throat.

Before panic could really set in, Will’s face blocked out the stars. He frowned down at him.

The barriers between their psychic connection had eased up. A soft gold brushed up against his mind.

‘It’s okay.’

Will settled down beside him. He spread out the blanket over the two of them, and rested his head on Bradford’s shoulder.

“Will…”

An other worldly tune rose from Will’s chest.

Bradford’s eyes felt heavy.

‘It’s okay.’

He kissed Will’s forehead. Getting a smile as a reward.

‘I’ll protect you.’

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