Poems of a lonely heart.

[Alexiel BookMan]

Smoke filled Alexiel's mouth as he took another drag of his cigarette, paying no attention to the people staring at him, disgusted he was smoking in doors. His eyes scanned the pages below and each word filled him with joy, such stories, such wonderful words about his favorite topic - Love. He had been filling his head for years with poems and stories about love, but each book felt new, felt so exciting that it drew him in. A very sweet and distant smile was placed across his lips, only parting for small puffs on the cigarette in his spare hand at small intervals. His pure red eyes went wide again, she had told him she loved him and his heart felt like it was going to burst, his wings shivering with the excitement he felt at these words.

I love you! He repeated over in his mind. He knew the story far too well, they met, they fell in love, someone HORRID happened that threatened to tear them apart, a happy ending... normally. Alexiel tried to stay away from those books were love had an unhappy ending, it wasn't his ideal outlook on love so when he did read them he couldn't help but shed a few tears. In his own private room in the library he wouldn't have minded it, but he was sat in the middle of the public area, being stared at enough for being topless and smoking he didn't fancy crying as well.

He was approached by the librarian and asked to place a few of the larger books back on the shelves and he couldn't help but grin wildly. He loved helping the new librarian, she was a sweet old lady, who at first had wanted nothing to do with him, but seeing as he was such a persistent young man, and a kind hearted one she had warmed to him slowly. He almost skipped through the large dusty shelves of the library, holding his own book close as well as the ones he had been asked to put away, knowing exactly where they went. He had learned all the shelves and what went were when he first arrived, making his job a lot easier to find the 'love stories' he so craved.

He turned a corner, a giant smile on his face and almost walked into someone. The poor girl screamed at such a demonic looking thing and ran, which left a small hole in Alex's heart, he felt horrid again all of a sudden. The skip in his step was gone and as he approached where the last book needed to go he looked up, it wasn't often he couldn't reach a shelf, and trying to stretch up he realised he couldn't. His wings folded inwards, feeling small for once in his life. He kept looking up, just watching the space where the book should have gone, wondering what on earth he would do now.

[Basil Sterling]

Basil hadn't been to the library in years, but today he just wanted to sit down quietly and read. He normally bought all of the books he needed, but with low funds right now he couldn't afford clothing, let alone the latest romantic fiction. He loved those soppy books, the boy always got the girl and they were an easy read. Life was so simple in fiction, unlike real life.

He headed straight to that section, after getting directions from the seemingly kind old librarian, and perused the shelves. There he saw him. A gorgeous guy....shirtless....trying to reach the top shelf. Basil was gob smacked for a moment, taken back by the mans stunning appearance, but he couldn't help but smile; he was too short to place the book back on the shelf. One of Basil's favorite books.

Basil cleared his throat, preparing to speak. This wasn't his specialty, speaking to strangers, but the other seemed rather friendly....as long as he didn't cease up due to the beauty of this man, he'd be alright.
"E..excuse me?" Basil stuttered "W..would you like a hand?"

[Alexiel BookMan]

Alex heard a voice behind him and he instantly turned, his wings hugging tightly to his body so that they wouldn't smack into whoever it was that had spoken to him. He looked straight ahead, expecting the voice to come from someone a little smaller than himself, as it usually was, but he was shocked when he saw the man behind him was taller, rather a lot taller than him. His eyes widened, looking up at his for a second before looking off to the side, he didn't want to scare him off already, when he was offering to talk, and red eyes would usually do that. A large smile started to spread across Alex's lips and feeling less than shy he couldn't help but bite his lip.

With a gentle hand out stretched Alex showed Basil the book, gesturing towards the highest shelf that there was. "I- Well I would love a hand." He almost purred, twitching his wings slightly trying to keep still and failing. "I've been struggling with the highest shelves for days." He found it easy to start conversations, but noticed how much the other man stuttered, and he could feel the nerves inside him, and nerves were an odd feeling indeed. With a larger smile Alex examined the taller man, almost hypnotized by the fact someone had approached him, he was so used to people just running away.

With a gentle hand Alex offered the book to the other boy, making sure to let a thin, translucent finger stroke his hand, he loved the feeling of other people's skin against him and really couldn't help himself from having such an action, if it were up to him, he'd have just grabbed his hands and held them against his face, but from past experience, that idea had never ended well, people usually shied away from such an energetic being, especially one with eyes like his.

[Basil Sterling]

Basil smiled and took the book gently, his fingers brushing the others gently. His height was generally a disadvantage, causing teasing and torment in many circumstances. But today, it had helped him for once in his life. He smiled shyly at the other,
talking softly.
"Really? Don't...you have anyone else to help you?" Basil questioned. His smile brightened.
"I'll have to bring you step ladder"

He reached up and placed the book back on the shelf, exactly where it had came from, then looked at the other, eyes scanning him. He was really attractive, bright red eyes glowing beautifully. Basil gulped, lost for words. He couldnt think of how to continue the conversation, though he knew he didn't want it to end. So he decided to ask awkward, anxious questions.
"S..so.....do you come here often?" He smiled, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

[Alexiel BookMan]

Alex felt thrilled, he could feel the nerves coming off the man but the way he looked at him sent a shiver over his body. He felt a small blush cross his own cheeks and he tried to look away, but he was caught by that gaze. "I... Well the lady Librarian is even smaller than me! An-" He stopped, hearing the comment about the step ladder and something sparked in him he hadn't expected. He's offering to see me again! he thought to himself, wondering if a ladder was something most people had normally in their houses; Alex had certainly never had one, and he couldn't think of a time a library had one. "You wouldn't have to bring a ladder! If you don't know where they are!"

He realised how strange his comment sounded and closed his eyes, mentally kicking himself, he would really have to start to think before he spoke again, he didn't want to blow it already. Would it be strange to jump him? He hadn't really been able to speak to any young looking people as he usually frightened them off so he wasn't sure of the proper way to act around people and it showed as he gripped his own hands very tightly to one another, to try and stop them from moving. He could only watch as Basil placed the book away, and the idea of someone scanning him put a few nerves into his heart. He really didn't want to look the other man in the eye any longer. "Come here often?" He laughed, a childish smile crossing his face, "I live here! Literally, In one of the storerooms upstairs! I didn't have anywhere else to go when I came here, and the old librarian took me in for free, so I help out as best I can." He knew he was talking a lot, but he really couldn't help himself.

Alex shut himself up rather quickly, gesturing to one of the small tables that people could sit out while reading. "Yourself?" He started to walk towards the tables, looking back at him in hopes that he would follow.