quiet watcher , what do the waters reveal to you ? based in early — mid 1900’s
𓆝 steelhead.
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𓆝 steelhead.
If I still do this yall don’t have to reply back (but if you do I’d be happy) I just need to commit to it
“you can always use mine,” he blows smoke from his nostrils and closes the lab’s windows. he turns out he lights and holds the door open for her, keys in hand. heat wafts in from the outside world, and he casts one look back at his work before the door is locked behind her.
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his hand smooths along the younger man’s shoulders, tugging him in close to whisper. his grip is firm, but non-threatening.
“… I need you to clean my boat again.”
“I brought some crab, if you want?”
he smiles, gnarled teeth on display, and opens the cooler slightly for her to see.
he sets the cooler down and kicks of his boots, stepping inside with a surveying swivel of his head.
“kid around? man around?”
he stands awkwardly,
he's holding a cooler against his hip, head tilted slightly. he smiles, just barely but stays just where he is. he hasn't been invited in yet. he *did drop in unannounced, afterall.
“hey, doll. should I come back later?”
Liam peers out the window of his lab. It’s a public beach… but if they went to the lighthouse, she could swim unbothered even in the nude.
“wanna go south? I think I’m done here for the day, anyways.”
he closes his notebook and stretches his arms above his head.
“it’ll be
rapping his knuckles against @SICKENINGALLURE’s front door .
been a while, hasn’t it ?
Liam wipes his brow and fixes her a small smile, offering her his pipe.
“… we should go swimming, hm?”
