Date: 2014-06-13 08:39 pm (UTC)
stopmovingthefurniture: (fly ☢ 'cause you've given me)
It was when he spent the first fourteen years of his life with nobody but his parents. His social skills were lacking, to say the least.

"Because I don't--" Because he didn't like showing them to people, his parents hadn't liked him showing them to people. As far as his parents were concerned, everything was much better if he just kept them hidden all the time, even around the house. He'd long gotten used to the ache of his back and shoulders and wings from keeping them drawn so close all the time. He knew about his DNA, about what the specialists and the doctors had said about his bones and lungs. He knew his wings were capable of lifting him, because he'd tried it in the back yard a few times when his parents were out. He kept his head ducked, his hands stilling on the ground, frowning again. Quieter, he continued, "Because I guess nobody ever told me I should."
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