Davo

by N.R. Walker

“Some things thrive out here.” He watched the sunset, the brilliant display of colour across the sky. “They adapt and find a way.”

“Hope you weren’t operating any heavy machinery while you were thinking about me.” He grinned. “I was, actually. I had to check the lubrication system on an engine. You know, where the pistons drill into the cylinders over and over, in and out and in and out, and so yeah, I thought of you.”

“Good boy,” I said quietly. “Quiet boys don’t go in the fridge.”

My heart was pushing me to say things my brain wasn’t ready for.

“What was his name?” “Gary. But his nickname was Sensor Light.” “Why?” “Because he only ever worked when someone walked past.”

The water was cool, his mouth was hot, his hold was tight, and we floated. It was magic.

“And now here we are, three billion years later, and I’m lucky enough to exist at the same time as you.”

Crying

You sway a little like you feel sexy, and that, you feeling good about yourself, is the sexiest thing.”

He might not have been able to say the words on the tip of his tongue earlier, but my god, when he kissed me, I sure could taste them.

“Have you ever told me I was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen?” “Pretty sure I have. I mean, I’ve thought it a lot.”

Omg these two are so romantic

“So if none of it matters, if in the end we’re just names in some forgotten history book god knows when from now, then I want to make my time count.