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“Can I open my eyes?”
“Not yet,” Newt replied, nerves twisting in his belly.
“Honestly Newt, what is this all about?” Percival sounded more amused than anything.
“It…it’s just that…well some people…they think…people who are different…aren’t quiet people. I’m just… scared I suppose.”
Scared was such a weak word for it, terrified was more fitting. Newt knew humans had ideas about what made a person a person, categories and levels. Everything neatly in place with every living thing a bit below themselves.
Percival was wonderful, sly and cunning and warm and teasing. Newt was very aware of his growing feelings for the man. If they were to break apart, it needed to be now before Newt’s poor heart wouldn’t be able to recover.
His wings unfurled with a silent burst of magic, Percival’s hands carefully placed so they won’t feel them.
Either the man would accept Newt wasn’t completely human or he would leave him for it.
Newt would know in a moment.
“A-Alright, you can look now.”
One more drawing. Sorry.
I’m gonna do the inktober challenge! I don’t know if it’ll just be Gramander or Destiel too but I’ll only post the decent ones and tag them too!
I can’t WAIT to read this!
