Markus almost flinched when he was touched, stopping his reading.
“I.. I want to read…”, he mumbled. He didn’t know if Daniel was even really listening. Maybe he was just bored of him already. He’d dump him off on his bed or the floor and leave him again.
“I’m sorry..”, he whispered, hugging the book close to himself.
“Really?”, Arthur asked aloud, as Markus wrote just that down. How was she able to do that like that? She knew they were in a forest with maple and beech, some animals, and what temperature it currently was. That must fit to multiple places. But well, maybe she intended to go on a big search.
“You mentioned you were from America. I’m searching there first, then other places.” Agnes drew a small smile next to her message. It was most likely they lived in America or some other English-speaking country, because their English seemed very good.
“Would you like to know anything about where I am?”
“America is big though.”, Markus seemed very concerned for Agnes’ travel. He wasn’t even sure how specific he could be other than the continent. He could be in brazil or candada for all Agnes knew! He didn’t want her to spend so much money on traveling just to find him.
“I’d like to, if you think you can write anything.”, he wrote slowly and carefully, hoping she didn’t mind he took so long to write.
Markus happily read the story, relaxed against Daniel’s chest. He didn’t mind reading aloud, he liked it. It was nice, and he loved the story, and Daniel actually listened to him read, and didn’t interrupt him or anything.
So even when his voice started hurting a little from reading so much, he continued.
Daniel couldn’t help but feel the tugging of his heart in his chest as he fell more and more for the person he had just met yesterday.
Markus had been reading for over an hour at the very least when his voice started hurting. When it was two hours, his voice was a little strained, and talking hurt, but he kept going still. He wanted to be good, and he also just was really glad Daniel was interested.
Markus happily read the story, relaxed against Daniel’s chest. He didn’t mind reading aloud, he liked it. It was nice, and he loved the story, and Daniel actually listened to him read, and didn’t interrupt him or anything.
So even when his voice started hurting a little from reading so much, he continued.
“He is.”, Markus mumbled, holding the book close to himself. He loved Arthur a lot, he was the best person in his life he knew. He just couldn’t depend on him all the time, he had his own life, and lived a little further away from here.
“I can.”, he nodded lightly. He wouldn’t mind reading it again, and reading it out loud for Daniel.
Daniel settled on Markus bed then after he had shrugged off his shoes, pulling Markus back with him as he leaned against the wall.
Markus happily snuggled against Daniel’s chest, leaning against it with his back. He laid the book on his lap, reading the title out loud of Daniel, before opening. He began reading, voice soft and quiet. But it was obvious he knew the story by heart by now, as he had no troubles with reading it, not stumbling over words or stuttering.
“He is.”, Markus mumbled, holding the book close to himself. He loved Arthur a lot, he was the best person in his life he knew. He just couldn’t depend on him all the time, he had his own life, and lived a little further away from here.
“I can.”, he nodded lightly. He wouldn’t mind reading it again, and reading it out loud for Daniel.
“I like reading.”, Markus hummed, making himself comfortable against Daniel’s chest. He was happier sitting chest to chest, but since he had to read, he had to be back to chest. At least he was wrapped in an extra blanket to keep warm.
“My brother is an author.”, he told Daniel softly, not wanting to tell him just yet who he was. Mostly because his brother was pretty much famous, and rich, and people before Daniel wanted to get that money through Markus..
“Oh really? Well that’s nice! Do you read his books as well? Or is it not that interesting for you?” He asked softly and wrapped his arms around Markus from behind to make sure he was secure and warm.
“He makes sure every single one is made in braille, if only so I can read them too.”, Markus replied, voice soft and quiet, but he was smiling lightly.
“This one is my favorite. Of his, and in general.”, he murmured, hugging the book close to himself.
“Really?”, Arthur asked aloud, as Markus wrote just that down. How was she able to do that like that? She knew they were in a forest with maple and beech, some animals, and what temperature it currently was. That must fit to multiple places. But well, maybe she intended to go on a big search.
“I like reading.”, Markus hummed, making himself comfortable against Daniel’s chest. He was happier sitting chest to chest, but since he had to read, he had to be back to chest. At least he was wrapped in an extra blanket to keep warm.
“My brother is an author.”, he told Daniel softly, not wanting to tell him just yet who he was. Mostly because his brother was pretty much famous, and rich, and people before Daniel wanted to get that money through Markus..
“Thick.”, Markus replied softly. All his braille books were thick, due to the paper being thicker and having more pages, but his favorite was even more thick.
“Pretty worn.. it’s old. I read it a lot.”He nodded then and looked around for it. He soon found one that would fit the description and handed it to him. “Is it thus one?” He asked softly.
Markus wasn’t happy having to let go of Daniel, but did, so he could hold the book. He smiled softly as his fingers glided over the raised bumps on the spine.
“Mhhm.”, he hummed and nodded.
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