Captain Curly X Oc - Blog Posts

imagine curly on a hospital bed, back on earth, seeing his partner who doesn't recognize him. he can't call them or tell them it's him. there are only grunts and whimpers mistaken for sounds of pain, instead of a desperate attempt to get their attention. there's a frantic look in his eye, but that's probably the lack of eyelids. the familiarity of the blue must be a product of longing, just a coincidental similarity to their lover. they walk past him.