Benvolio + Mercutio

You’re my favourite place in all the world, babe!

B & M are two beautiful young men that are very fond of each other. Although they have long since forgotten the world, occasionally they are drawn into the already perversely long-lasting blood feud between the Montecchi and Capuleti. When the sky over your sky is threatening to collapse, the only sanctuary is your baby. Because people can also be places, according to Benvolio.
I’m a slut and sluts do slutty stuff, but I love you, no homo. You are the most beautiful man in the world, says M, crying with emotion. His tears run down Benvolio’s hands, then down his arms and finally into his armpits.
B & M kiss with eyes open. They embrace with eyes open. And when they look over each other’s shoulders from their cloying embrace, they’re still afraid. For they’re both covered in little flakes of crumbling sky, which melts and soaks through their skin, deep into their bodies. Soon they’re knee-deep in the muddy sky.