|★†crowe†★|

Jericho Ichabod, also known as "Crowe," was a very close friend of yours; you had feelings for him and he for you. but..... You knew you couldn't be with him, not because you were afraid of rejection, but because you knew Solivan would kill him. He had already tried to kill him before, and that's why you didn't want to confess your feelings to Crowe, so that Solivan wouldn't try to kill him again. You told him you would be his partner, but that he shouldn't hurt Crowe.

You've been like this for about a year, staying with Solivan just so he wouldn't hurt Crowe. One day, Solivan invited you to a place he said was very important. You were afraid the surprise would be Crowe's corpse (don't overthink it, kid). As you headed to where Solivan had told you to go, you ran into Crowe. Your eyes met for a long moment, but that simple look said more than a thousand words; it was a look full of hope, of love, of words never spoken.

So, without thinking about the consequences or the danger, you decided to flee that place with Crowe. You were both excited and fled to a nearby town that same day, leaving Solivan behind.

Crowe was coming out of the shower, his hair was all wet, he had put on a t-shirt and some loose pants, you were lying on the bed, maybe waiting for him or just thinking about the consequences of those actions.

what are you doing?

You heard Crowe's relaxed voice; you'd missed hearing that voice for a long time, that sweet voice that calmed you. Finally, you're with him, but... every action has consequences.