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Jun. 13th, 2009 12:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
toujours_nigelsometimes, though, they don't talk. or think.
Later, he will think about it and try to remember how it happened, after he has stumbled back to the tent he shares with Menesthes and Chryses, and the one has averted his eyes and the other has laughed, and teased, and will realise that he has no clear recollection of the moment that passed—must have done—between looking up at the General—Hephaistion, he can say it, now, he has a right to it—from the letters Menesthes, himself buried in one, has bullied him into bringing him, and Hephaistion’s mouth on his, hard and hungry and demanding.
***
after this, and this. before this. And, oh gods, there's a plot, now. Shortly after Phai drowns himself in his helmet in sheer frustration.
Later, he will think about it and try to remember how it happened, after he has stumbled back to the tent he shares with Menesthes and Chryses, and the one has averted his eyes and the other has laughed, and teased, and will realise that he has no clear recollection of the moment that passed—must have done—between looking up at the General—Hephaistion, he can say it, now, he has a right to it—from the letters Menesthes, himself buried in one, has bullied him into bringing him, and Hephaistion’s mouth on his, hard and hungry and demanding.
***
after this, and this. before this. And, oh gods, there's a plot, now. Shortly after Phai drowns himself in his helmet in sheer frustration.
