Fandom: Free! (RinHaru)
Word Count: 2783
Summary: “How fast can you fly, Haru?”
“My wings are made from wind,” Haru says by way of reply, and Rin nods as if he’s satisfied.
Notes: Written for londontiss, who requested Free! wingfic.
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Haru grows up with tales of wanderlust burrowing in his bones, licking fires under his skin that fuel the heat between his shoulder blades until the tender age of six. His mother sits with him at night, when the flames are at their worst and the stars wink down at him with promises of a future he will one day come to posses, and she whispers the tale of Icarus into the shell of his ear like a prophecy.
Icarus, the boy who flew too close to the sun with wings made from wax, who fell from the sky and drowned in the sea.