you're my wonderwall

<div align=center>"I don't want to sleep." William complained, shuffling over in his bed and sitting up a short ways. He wasn't ready to sleep yet - sure, he was tired, but he didn't want to go to sleep yet. He fell onto his back, and let out a short, exasperated little sigh. Bill was too innocent and kept the naive act up far too well that he didn't really want to say what his motifs were, though Gabriel was probably smart enough to work those out in time. William frowned as the man struggled to fit his wings in with him. "Just tuck them in." He lifted an eyebrow, birds could do it, why not Gabe?

William made a noise and clung to the older man, pushing himself against him and nestling himself against his chest. "I missed you." He murmured, "I missed you, and I want you to hold me and kiss me and make love to me because I missed you and it was horrible even only for three days, I..." He broke off, staring blankly at his hands, "when you don't think you'll ever see something you love again... It's.. It's horrible.. I.. I didn't know what to do."</div>

<div align=center>William hadn't ever said that, he was a little tired, sure. He could sleep if he really tried. The boy hadn't slept in three days, however, it was evident in his face. He wasn't as pretty as he was before Gabriel had died, certainly not as pretty. He was reminiscent of a skeleton right now, there was a cold, dead look about him and he really did look very sick. He squirmed a little, hooking his arms around Gabriel's neck and pulling him close, peppering his neck with little kisses that gradually got fainter and fainter until the boy's head dropped back to the pillow, wide, doe-like eyes staring up at his counterpart.

William didn't think it was the fact that they had been apart, it was the fact that he had been sure in his head that Gabriel absolutely wasn't coming back. He hadn't been able to take that thought, it had frightened him to no end. "Gabriel... Gabe.." William's breath hit the shell of the older boy's ear as he spoke, his knees bending and his legs wrapping themselves up around Gabe's waist, awkwardly trying to avoid his wings for fear of squashing them. I hope he doesn't molt.</div>

<div align=center>William decided here and now he'd swear to do everything he could to not be such a burden. All of his problems were down to the fact that he was a worrier. He was completely neurotic and couldn't relax even for a second, it was easy to tell that as soon as you even touched him, you could feel the taught muscles in his shoulder, practically hear the cogs moving in his head that were sending bad thoughts to his mind. If he could at least learn to not worry all the time, maybe the rest would fall into place and he'd gradually be okay.

William met Gabriel's lips with a soft, affectionate kiss, holding it for a moment before drawing his lips away and letting them curve up into a small smile. A real smile that lit up his whole features and made him look okay for a brief moment. "I want to do things with you now." He mumbled, brow furrowing and voice dropping to something that was just a few tones above a whisper. His arms clung a little tighter, hands shifting to find the base of those soft, white wings sprouting from the man's back. "I love you."</div>