Alan had been gasping for breath in his unconscious state, but thanks to the care his tall friend had given him the gasping had smoothed to a steady panting. Eric listened to Alan's labored breaths, shaking his head every few minutes trying not to nod off from the soothing noise. No, it wasn't soothing in the least, it was a terrible noise, even if it was hypnotic and had the ability to make Eric's eyelids heavy. He wouldn't-No, he couldn't fall asleep Not while Alan was like this. It was nearly 4 AM, and Eric hadn't slept for the past what was it pushing on 48 hours now. An assignment with horrible overtime, just to come home
Shut up, and smile. by startledintoreality, literature
Literature
Shut up, and smile.
Pull me through the day
Drag me up to prison gates
I'd go to see you.
Where paper stars shine
And light bulbs make them sparkle,
We're up and awake,
Just being awake,
Just staring down morning light
As it streams inside,
Waking us up with
A certain warmth that only
Moonlight can predict.
But, look at us here;
The prison walls never seemed
So devastated
To see us in love,
To see us together here
In the midst of this:
All of this nonsense,
All of this insanity.
But do we care? No.
Of course not. I have
You. And you have me. And we're
Perfectly happy
In each other's arms.
I'll gladly place another
Kiss upon your mou