risen sun [claire/melody]

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risen sun [claire/melody] Sept 16, 2017 14:29:03 GMT -5

Post by kousei ♚ on Sept 16, 2017 14:29:03 GMT -5

c l a i r e

Sunlight.

It spills through the windows and over me, over us.

Shit, it's still weird to say -- us.

Perhaps that's because there isn't truly an us for Melody and I. No longer than the hours beneath the stars I find her or she finds me. Before I tell her I have to go because I work mornings through to nights and we don't talk until it's needed. Or when she decides it's needed? I don't even know anymore, if I ever did. When I used to see Mom with Dad, before she lost herself to something beyond the confines of our comprehension, that was something they could refer to as an us. This isn't like that, this isn't an us.

It just is.

That's all I need, the morning warmth with the sheets wrapped between us and no one but the sunlight spilling in the space between us to separate us. I smile as she stirs and I sit up, pushing myself into an upright position on my elbows. "I should go," I say quietly, as if not to wake her despite the way her eyes flutter open so naturally through her messed brown locks. "Work and all."

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risen sun [claire/melody] Sept 16, 2017 14:57:03 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Sept 16, 2017 14:57:03 GMT -5

There's something about him. She can't figure out what it is. It's like he's got this look that screams for her to hunt him down. Every time they seem to find one another like it was all a dream, but once morning comes, they know it was real. Claire overworks himself. She can see it in the way he moves, but he still has enough energy to look for her. They've been meeting for a long time, but she can't help but feel comfortable with him. Even as her instincts tell her to run as far away as she can, she can only feel herself moving closer into his warm embrace. Sunlight reaches her eyes as she closes them tight again because she doesn't want it to be morning.

She could lay in bed with him all day.

That thought terrified her.

His words seem to lazily come across her ears as he pushes himself up onto his elbows. She can feel the chill that runs down her spine as she feels some of the cool morning air touch her skin. "I should go," Eyes open at the words as she can feel her want to just continue sleeping coming to mind, but she just watches him carefully. His blue eyes looking into her own eyes with something. She couldn't tell what it was, but the path of a storm was still ongoing as she now sits up more with a sigh upon her lips already. "Work and all."

She lets her own words out quicker than she realizes, but plays it off as normal.

"You could just stay here with me all day?"

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risen sun [claire/melody] Sept 16, 2017 15:27:58 GMT -5

Post by kousei ♚ on Sept 16, 2017 15:27:58 GMT -5

c l a i r e

"You could just stay here with me all day?"

A perfect fantasy for a perfect world; something worth using a wish upon a falling star for.

I know exactly what Father would say and it's this thought that saddens me -- "don't be a fool, son." And he'd be right. I'm not a summer boy of sixteen anymore, a golden child with a golden family, a perfect unit to call us. A golden child who can spend more time in a strange girl's bed than his own, a boy who's more comfortable with the thought of being respected than being loved. My heart tells me I was never loved, not for the dozens of girls who found their way wrapped between sheets with me -- it was never an us. We never look at each other the way Mom and Dad looked at each other. It was so much easier, being a simple summer boy.

I'd want nothing more than to stay here, wrapped between the sheets with Melody because everything's so easy here. I don't have to contemplate anything other than what this is, I don't have to work until I forget what it means to sleep.

I don't need to work so hard I miss family funerals.

But there are no falling stars and that world doesn't exist.

I don't think about it, I pull her closer anyway. "I'd want nothing more," I say before gently pressing my lips against hers and then down to her neck. "But I just can't." I say, pressing my forehead against her. "I want to, but I can't."

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risen sun [claire/melody] Dec 9, 2017 19:39:23 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Dec 9, 2017 19:39:23 GMT -5

"I'd want nothing more,"

Lips taste of a dream with no interruptions of the morning to come. A dream of a night before that still sits in her mind with a gentleness of not remembering the things she has to do for her family. A stone grave of a storm that had passed laying in her mind as she knew they'd ask her to bring him flowers like it meant anything. Like it might bring Minos back from the dead. And she thought death was cruel, but love seemed to be just as cruel as life was getting in the way of a perfect day where she didn't have to do anything, but be with Claire Shim.

"But I just can't."

Can't. The word she hears time and time again because everything was too much and life moved on. They hide together in the dark of the night, whispering their minds to one another, but once life came, they disappeared. The day spent on hard work and emotions that she couldn't solve herself. Parents who wanted her to present flowers to her half brother who got cut up by Justice Fray.

Foreheads touch as he speaks the last words.

"I want to, but I can't."

A small smile pulls on her lips as she moves into him more. Lips moving to his neck like a ghost of a whisper. Fingers brushing through the small hairs at the bottom of his head. Moving her lips back to his as she leans back down into bed, where a familiar scent of Claire Shim lies. Work, life, death, and day. Nothing ever compared to Claire Shim, when he appeared with her. Destruction in her path, but he's still there like the shining north star that guides travelers home.

She always managed to find her way back him.

"That's alright."

Hand above her eyes as she looks to him with a moment of hesitation. Hand reaching up to grab his wrist as her eyes close for a moment. Inhaling what scent that was left of him there as she opened them again. A star that guided her through the darkness that felt overwhelming. Then there he was like a light among the rubble of Minos Vallanso's death. Carrying her through it like he could pick her up from the free fall of it. Words come from her lips like a breath of air.

"Don't overwork yourself to the point of missing out on life."

Silence raises in the air as she holds herself up. A whisper of the past under her breath as she can remember telling Minos not to overwork himself in order to find the cash for drugs. In the end, nothing could have saved him from the inevitable. A hand brushes his cheek as she gives him a smile, then she falls into the sheets.

The words in her mind not coming forward because it's too soon and she can't accept them yet.

Too soon to admit it.

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