Fall apart and start again

Sisky blushed. Princess. "We could make a sandcastle first. It sounds like fun." He turned to face the ocean breeze, closing his eyes with a smile. "It feels like a waste to have all this here and not take advantage of it."

Laughing at William with a need to slap him inwardly burning inside, he stood up and threw his arms down for Sisky to grab hold of, "Come on, we're getting woo....." He stopped himself, narrowing his eyes down to Bill, not needing to give him more ammunition, "We're getting materials."

Sisky let himself be hauled to his feet. "We're getting wood. What's wrong with that?" What's going on? "We should make a bonfire later. It would be warm." He looked down the beach at the water. "I wonder if we could catch crabs." Would they even be edible?

Butcher pulled him closer toward the trees and looked over the William that got smaller as the moved closer to the trees, glad that they would be given a moment to be alone, for him to be honest, before they had to rejoin the pseudo world of the island.

"Sisky I ..." He stopped, looking down into the smaller boys eyes, holding onto his hands tightly as he focused, "You know I love you, right?"

"Yeah," Sisky smiled. "I love you too, but you have to let go if we're going to gather anything."

Butcher sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, pulling Siska closer to himself. He just wanted to make sure that the boy knew how serious he was, "No. I'm not just .... I do love you. I know that, what William was saying and I know that you want us to go forward with this, this 'us' but I'll just need a bit of time, okay?" He rambled, biting his lip slightly as he gulped down, "I just want you to know that, even if I can't physically show you, I do love you."

Sisky snaked his arms around the Butcher's waist and spoke in a softer voice. "It's okay. I love you so I can wait until you're ready. We've got all the time in the world." Eww I sound like I'm in a chick flick now... but I'm serious. I love you, Butcher. "Should we go back so William doesn't get the wrong idea?"

Butcher laughed a little, his chin resting on the top of Sisky's head as he looked over to William playing with the sand. Pressing his lips against the crown he felt slightly sad to watch him so lonely by the water, he'd never been like that back home. "I think our son needs some love." He smirked as he held onto him a little tighter, forgetting all about his excuse for going out there in the first place.

"I wish we could make Gabe come back to him." Sisky frowned. "I've never seen him that sad before." And I've seen him pretty sad. He started gently tugging the Butcher out from under the trees with himself since it didn't look like they were going to move otherwise and he didn't want to push the other man into an uncomfortable situation.

Narrowing his eyes he want to go and smack the seated boy on the back of the head he stopped due to the state they found him in. If he had been in such a state then he was hardly going to be ready for play fighting now, plus he'd get slapped if he messed up the boys hair.

"Well I'm sure I'll get time to work on that." He smirked as he looked back and winked over to Sisky. When we are together, it will be perfect. "So how you coming with that house?" He questioned, crouching down in front of William, feeling oddly like a father to him in that moment.

Sisky blushed and sat next to William. "If I had my underwear still I'd say we should swim. We should try to find something to wear later. I'm getting a little nasty."

Looking carefully at the little drawing, not really paying too much attention to their conversation on how they were both underwear free, he nodded as though everything were in order for a build. "Well lets get started then, I'll make a foundation and you can make my lil' Santi a sand dress."

"I miss my hat," Sisky mumbled and lounged on the sand. "Did I hear you say make me a sand dress?" They can do that even without buckets and shovels and stuff.

"That isn't much of a dress ... more like a pile." He said with a laugh in his voice as he looked around for something to carry water in to help make the sand more of a building material. This is so not going to work but it will at least make me look like I am doing something other than watching them.'

Sisky closed his eyes and giggled. "It's warm." He opened his eyes again and looked down the beach for anything that washed up. "What's that plastic thingy?" He let his head rest back again and closed his eyes.

Lifting his head up at Bill's comment he looked over to the two of them, holding back the laugh at the growing mounds on his chest. "You've been ... you've seen it?" Butcher moved closer and looked down at his friend and lover, "Do you think there is anything we can salvage?"

"I'm not sure I want to know what you're doing," Sisky kept his eyes firmly closed as he was buried. "So the plane's on the island?" How did I end up in the ocean? Well, it's not like I remember anything.