“Mother Mary comes through again,” Connor replies, flexes his wrists until he can feel the blood rush back to them, working its way through his veins. Makes his way around again until they’re side by side, thigh by thigh, and raises hands that still feel unreal—like they belong to someone else—to touch Murphy’s face in the dark. He doesn’t need light for this, can trace a face dearer than his own with his mind alone, touch just an aid to memory. Presses a finger against the tender flesh of Murphy’s split lip and feels the familiar outrage that floods him still at the thought of being powerless to stop any harm that comes to him.
Murphy turns just a little into it, lips pulling back as he smiles, smooth enamel of his teeth against Connor’s fingers now, and he resists the urge to press between them. Now is not the time, he knows that rationally. Murphy lunges and catches his thumb before he can withdraw and presses into the curve of his cheek instead. Worries it just a little, blunt dent and press of his mouth that’s always wicked, and is practically indecent given the circumstances.
This is seriously atmospheric and captures the dark world the brothers live in incredibly well, as well as the bond they share. Music: apparently a mash-up of 2 instrumentals, one from BDS, the other from Lovely Bones?
“What if I can’t?” Murphy said. He loved Jesus, more than their Ma, even. But not more than everyone.
Adult, pre-canon, twincest. Awesome backstory, Murphy POV, following the MacManus twins as they grow up and explaining a lot of things the movie left up to our imaginations. Also a crossover with Bravo Two Zero, whatever that is. 🙂