Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-26854056-20170322172940

The ticking started again. Muffled by the water as he started to delve deeper into a dream.

Strangely, he wasn't startled, wasn't afraid. He didn't even start thrashing as he did before. All he wanted to do was sleep. Rest. But he reached out his hand nevertheless as he opened his eyes, the pool that he was slowly drowning in achingly familiar as some sort of light started to refract into the water swirling around him. He snapped out of his dreary daze and began to thrash around the pool, trying to reach the surface to get a breath of air.

It was the same place where he was before. He could be sure of that. It was only then he noticed that the seemingly endless pool of black and dark water that he was swimming in before was incredibly shallow, the bottom of the tiled floor easily brushing against his feet. Light flooded from a window to the left of the building, it was almost as if it was a sleepy autumn afternoon, the scent of sugar cookies becoming more distinct as he stopped squirming, standing up instead of trying to swim out of the probably one-meter tall pool.

He looked around for a second time, spotting Harvard sitting at the bleachers. A clean towel thrown across his shoulders as he stared at the wall. Leon grinned, sighing in relief before reaching out to him, but suddenly, for the first time since he met him, Leon hesitated. Shrinking his hand back as he attempted to walk away, looking at his beloved as if he was hellspawn.

The entire situation had some sort of deja-vu to it, like this path has been travelled once before. He was cautious, on edge even though he didn't fully understand why. This was his Henny, right?

Fuck it.

Leon shook his head, scolding himself for judging a person so easily, his own lover to make things worse. He dragged himself out of the kiddie pool, hesitantly walking towards Harvard as he eyed the palette knife that was tucked into a drawstring bag uneasily.

''H-Harvard? What are you doing here?! Honestly, dry your hair. You're going to catch a cold!''

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