[ALIK] you fucking make me sick.

[alik marai romonov]

Alik flinched at the touch, then relaxed when he realized what Zakk'ri was doing to the painful gash. He did his best not to squirm. "And I wish you didn't have to be locked up... We all want things we can't have," He mumbled. No, perhaps Alik would never change how he was raised since it had led to such close feelings for Zakk, but he always wished he could change his brother's ease of temperament, or how they treated him here.

[zakk'ri jon romonov]

"I got all I want. He's sitting right here." Zakk'ri said quietly, smiling faintly. Ever since their mother had brought him home, Alik had meant more to Zakk'ri than anything. He loved watching him grow up. He didn't even care when Alik had cried in the middle of the night to eat. There was someone smaller he could watch out for, even if he wasn't much older than him. "I miss being curled up in the same bed to keep warm on the cold winter nights. Knowing no one could hurt you cause I was right there.."

[alik marai romonov]

Alik smiled faintly as he listened to him, a hand slowly and continuously rubbing over Zakk's chest. "So do I.." He whispered. And he couldn't help but wonder if they could ever get that back. If Zakk would ever get out of this cell or if they would belet go or if the community might eventually have to grow. Alik was a day dreamer. He could sit all day and imagine up the place building houses and streets. Sometimes escaping reality was nice. But everything was nice, safe, as long as he was in Zakk's arms.

[zakk'ri jon romonov]

Zakk'ri watched his brother's hand move over his chest as if the boy really was part of him. Where Alik was a day dreamer, though, Zakk was the one to think everything bad. He never saw himself getting out of here. He didn't even see himself getting a real bed. He hummed an old tune from a move the three brothers had watched once, gently twirling Alik's shirt around his finger. "Did they finally shut up?" He asked quietly, slowly searching his face.

[alik marai romonov]

Alik raised his head from Zakk'ri's shoulder some as the older male spoke. "Yeah," He murmured, the faintest smile passing his lips. He was content to stay curled up, listening to Zakk hum. But it worried him that they would come and make him leave again soon. It caused him to hug Zakk a little tighter than before.

[zakk'ri jon romonov]

Zakk'ri continued to play with his brother's shirt, wrapping his arms around the smaller male when Alik hugged him tighter. "Everything's gonna be okay, Alik. We've never not been okay yet, have we?" He asked quietly, kissing the top of his head. He reached over, gently turning his arm over to check the worse of the cuts.

[alik marai romonov]

Alik shook his head, smiling the faintest bit. He held his arm out obediently, the worst cut having bled through the sheet that had been tied over it. The other few weren't as terrible. But he felt more tired than before, too.

[zakk'ri jon romonov]

Zakk'ri smiled, hoping it hid the fact he was concerned about how badly his brother was bleeding. He grabbed another strip of sheet and wrapped it around the first one. He then wrapped his arms around his brother again, hugging him tight.

[alik marai romonov]

Alik couldn't help his wince as Zakk'ri tied more of the sheet around his arm. He curled up again, burying his face in his big brother's neck, hand returning to his chest as he held on to him. He would give anything to curl up with him and sleep again, be by his side throughout the night.