forum Pheasant Brook (O/O with Icarus!)

Started December 12, 2019 by @GoblinKing

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He let out a faint laugh. "Yeah. I have no clue what's gonna happen."

“Me neither. I think we’re at the grace of God, really.” Wilhelm sighed, running his hands through the wet grass.

"Yeah. An'…God does nae have much grace for boys like me." Connor shrugged a little, shaking his head.

“I think I could say the same for myself.” Wilhelm sighed, flopping onto his back. He ignored the damp grass, instead focusing on the ice-blue sky above him. “What that means for us, I don’t know. I just want to live long enough.”

Connor sighed softly. "Yeah." He replied softly, looking at the pond with a quiet breath.

“I don’t want to talk about this, but I feel like I’m suffocating under the weight of it all. I know that I’m preaching to the choir, but why the fuck do I have to hide so much about myself just to stay safe?” Wilhelm groaned, holding his hand over his eyes. “I’m tired of it, but I don’t want to drop my guard and get fucking killed.”

Connor looked over at him. "Ah know." He said softly. He ran a hand through his curls, swallowing and shaking his head slightly.

“I’m just sick of it.” Wilhelm said quietly, keeping his face to the sky. The sun was out in full force today, barely a single cloud in the sky to subdue it. Wilhelm ran his fingers through his hair. “I don’t want to whine, though.” He plucked a long grass from the space next to him, twirling its long and slender stalk in his fingers. “I think this is orchard grass, this one. You can usually tell by the seed head, see?”

"Ah know. Ah am too." He replied softly. He looked up at the sky, then over at Wilhelm and the grass. "Huh. Ah…was no' aware that there were different types o' grasses."

Wilhelm darted upwards, head cocked. “What? But they’re all so different! There are a few that I can see now, hold on..” Wilhelm picked a few stalks, holding them out to show Connor. “Okay. So, here’s orchard grass, cat grass, whatever you want to call it. This beauty, I’m sure you’ve seen it before, this is creeping red fescue, or Festuca Rubra. This third one, though, you see how the seed heads look more like bulbs? This is cocksfoot grass. Beautiful, isn’t it?”

Connor looked at the grasses. "Huh." He said slowly. He bit his lip a little bit. "Yeah, ah guess 't is."

Wilhelm nodded, his eyes lighting up as he talked. “Did you know grass actually flowers? It’ll be later in the year before any of them do, but I just find that fascinating!”

He blinked in surprise. "Grass…flowers?" He said slowly, staring at Wilhelm. "Tha's…a little strange."

“Well, it has to reproduce somehow.” Wilhelm shrugged, tying the grass stems into knots. “It is a plant, after all.”

He nodded. "Well yeah. Ah jus'… Did nae know tha' they flowered." He replied with a shrug.

Wilhelm nodded. “I get it, it doesn’t seem right, but it is.” He stretched, tilting his head upward to feel the sun on his face.

He nodded, laying back in the grass. "Yeah." He ran a hand through his hair again, sighing softly.

Wilhelm laid back as well, still fiddling with the stalks. He toyed with a question in his mind, trying to figure out if it was even worth asking.

Connor closed his eyes, resting his wrist on his forehead. He lay in the sun, knowing that it was making new freckles on his pale skin.

Wilhelm took in a sharp, quiet breath. “Hey, Connor? Last night- why did you stay in my bed? You could’ve gotten up, and I wouldn’t have noticed, so.. why?”

Connor opened his eyes, blinking. "O-oh. Ah er…" He didn't know what to say. "Yeh were warm?"

Wilhelm laughed and shut his eyes, basking in the sunlight. “Warm? I can’t fault you for that, I guess.” A soft smile lingered on his lips.

He shrugged slightly. "Also ah was tired, an' it was easier than movin'."

“Alright, alright. These are all valid points.” Wilhelm stretched, still lying down. “I was just curious, that’s all.”

He nodded a little, looking at the sky again and blushing a little. "Alright."

(Gtg to bed soon, sorry)

(it’s no problem, gn!)

Wilhelm was quiet again. He opened his eyes after a bit, though he quickly blocked them with a hand. “God, the sun’s bright today.”

He laughed. "Good ol' England. Rainy yesterday, sunny t'day." He said with a smile.

“So temperamental.” Wilhelm sighed, but he didn’t stop smiling. “But she’s got the most beautiful greenery, I must say.”

He laughed again. "Mm. It's cause o' all the rain." He replied with a smile.

(Gtg most likely won't be back. Good night!)

(goodnight!)

“Yeah, yeah. Rainy climate makes for green grass, I suppose.” Wilhelm chuckled. “At least it’s just showers, not storms.”