come away with me, isak x even, skam.
their last night is quiet. all warmth and smoke, and the gentle tinkling of the teapot as they pass it around (it’s about time you learnt how to make it properly).
it’s dark, but there’s still so much colour - isak didn’t know there were so many colours - blues and pinks and yellows and greys. he wants to bottle it and take it home. he wants to take everything home.
you’ll have to settle for me, even tells him.
okay. I’ll keep you, isak says with a shrug and even pulls him close, fun and pinching.
I’m glad to hear it.
even smells different here, and smiles different, and just is different. changed. and isak’s sure that by the time they get home he’ll have their next trip planned. and all their trips after that.
[even’s some impossible balance of planning and spontaneity that isak still hasn’t figured out.]
do you still think about marriage? isak asks when the other boys have drifted away.
even fumbles with his cup. shit, isak, he says with a laugh, his eyes crinkling and bright and true. yes, I do. marriage with you.
when? soon? or later, when I’m older and we have some money?
i don’t know.
isak pulls a face, abandoning his tea to press closer yes you do.
okay, I do, but I didn’t want to scare you with it all.
you can’t scare me. nothing scares me, remember?
how could I forget?
you should ask me, isak says, definitively, and it feels so right and so easy. like they were always headed to this place in this time. and I’ll say yes. and we’ll elope to another new place. a deserted island.
who’s going to marry us if it’s deserted?
well, fuck, even, I don’t know. you asked me, aren’t you going to make some decisions?
even laughs, like music, like all the old sounds and all the new ones they know now, all these things they’ll never forget. the world outside their walls. you’re amazing isak valtersen.
you mean isak bech næsheim.
maybe I wanna be even valtersen.
no, that’s terrible, I’m definitely taking your name.
okay, even says on a breath, bottom lip rolling against isak’s skin as he pulls back from a kiss. I’ll keep you.