Elliot/Tim. In the sunlight.
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actionreactionThis is day 2 of 31_days. The theme was "In the sunlight."
There were very many differences between Tim and Liam. Elliot knew that. He knew without doubt he preferred Tim’s company to Liam’s, but he knew the old saying, “You have to take the bad with the good.”
There were two halves of one coin, two separate people in one body, one face that could change so much, so drastically, it only took Elliot a moment’s glance to know which personality he was dealing with.
It struck him then, in a rare moment of stillness. Cliché as it may have seemed, they were like day and night. Liam was the night, the darkness that hid secrets and chased the day, ever lurking around its edges, as if waiting for its moment to spring.
Tim was unknowing daylight, a bright sun that didn’t know how brightly he shone. Didn’t know his own warmth, his quiet radiance that was what had Elliot continuously stopping to talk to him. Daylight that always had night at its back, watching, making everything both better and worse.
You couldn’t really have one without the other, Elliot mused. Daylight with its sun needed nighttime with the moon. And it didn’t matter if they were inseparable. All Elliot really needed to know what that he belonged in the sunlight, with Tim.
There were very many differences between Tim and Liam. Elliot knew that. He knew without doubt he preferred Tim’s company to Liam’s, but he knew the old saying, “You have to take the bad with the good.”
There were two halves of one coin, two separate people in one body, one face that could change so much, so drastically, it only took Elliot a moment’s glance to know which personality he was dealing with.
It struck him then, in a rare moment of stillness. Cliché as it may have seemed, they were like day and night. Liam was the night, the darkness that hid secrets and chased the day, ever lurking around its edges, as if waiting for its moment to spring.
Tim was unknowing daylight, a bright sun that didn’t know how brightly he shone. Didn’t know his own warmth, his quiet radiance that was what had Elliot continuously stopping to talk to him. Daylight that always had night at its back, watching, making everything both better and worse.
You couldn’t really have one without the other, Elliot mused. Daylight with its sun needed nighttime with the moon. And it didn’t matter if they were inseparable. All Elliot really needed to know what that he belonged in the sunlight, with Tim.