In this world, can we be sure we aren't just dreaming? Maybe the only ones who are actually awake are the ones we lock up because they see the truth. Human beings have never been friends with the truth.
"Are you done?"
Totaz nodded as he licked his fingers clean.
Saxiel rested his elbows on the wooden table. Totaz imitated him.
Saxiel smiled.
Totaz smiled.
Totaz stared into Saxiel's eyes.
Saxiel fixed his gaze on Totaz' right ear.
"Sax?"
"Yeah?"
"What're you thinking?"
Saxiel shook his head. "Why would I be thinking anything?"
"You look far away."
"It happens."
"Sax?"
"Yeah?"
"Pick me up?"
Saxiel nodded and stood. He made his way around the table – now with napkins – and put his hands on Totaz' shoulders. For a minute, Saxiel just looked at Totaz.
Totaz returned the gaze, fearless.
Saxiel lifted Totaz.
Totaz' arms wrapped about Saxiel's neck. Saxiel looked around, daring anyone to say anything.
The ice cream lot was almost empty. No one was looking at them. Saxiel relaxed.
Totaz kissed Saxiel's cheek.
Heat rose in Saxiel's face.
He took Totaz and walked away, as quickly as his feet would carry him.
We don't bother playing with reality anymore. That fell by the wayside when we began to learn about imaginary numbers and Let's Pretend.
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