Raphael was always comforted by wings. The sounds the feathers made rustling in movement... The smell of Heaven... The way they seem to shine of their own light...
He snuggled closer, planting a good-night kiss on his brother's forhead. He thought about what Michael had said. Had he really been that... "Am I that shut away from people, Michael?" But he spoke it so softly he knew Michael couldn't hear. He had always put others first, had always cared for others. But he somehow couldn't wrap his mind around the concept of others caring about him.
He let a smile tug on his lips. He was safe here. Michael and Gabriel would keep him safe... But how could he ask so much of them? He'd figure out something, somehow, to show his gratitude.
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Date: Sunday, 18 July 2010 01:27 (UTC)Raphael was always comforted by wings. The sounds the feathers made rustling in movement... The smell of Heaven... The way they seem to shine of their own light...
He snuggled closer, planting a good-night kiss on his brother's forhead. He thought about what Michael had said. Had he really been that... "Am I that shut away from people, Michael?" But he spoke it so softly he knew Michael couldn't hear. He had always put others first, had always cared for others. But he somehow couldn't wrap his mind around the concept of others caring about him.
He let a smile tug on his lips. He was safe here. Michael and Gabriel would keep him safe... But how could he ask so much of them? He'd figure out something, somehow, to show his gratitude.