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follow you into the dark ; brad & mav day 2
Oct 25, 2024 13:12:44 GMT -5
Post by [nyte] on Oct 25, 2024 13:12:44 GMT -5
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[attr="class","mavText2"]The Stone Knight lurches away, and with it comes absence. Nothing but the needle-points of adrenaline that suddenly break skin. My humanity is not so distant anymore, I am quickly overwhelmed. "Brad." My hands slip from his back to his arms, trailing a clumsy touch along his skin until I find his fingers. I knot us together until I am sufficiently tethered to his wounds, I rub a thumb over the bruises too exhausted to be gentle. "I think I'm going to pass out."
There's a hollowed-out trunk a couple feet away from all the bloodstains. We duck into the enclosed space, cramped into close quarters but safe enough for now. I set the candelabra at the entrance, warding away the shadows that seep into our space like voyeurs. If only the ones in the Capitol were so easily banished.
My leg needs addressing, Brad is being annoying about it. Shards of bark fall around us as he struggles to fuss in the small space. I should not have been honest. Brad has always been my burden to bear, not the other way around. I am much more capable of hurting, and much better suited. I frown as I trap his hand on my cheek, "Like this. Can we stay like this for a second?"
I don't know how much time I have left. And I think I'd have held onto these words forever had I not been forced to say them.
"Sometimes, I feel like I've loved you all my life."
Blood seeps into the grass beneath us, I am nowhere near dead but I hope it's close enough to be considered a deathbed confession.
"What an honor that is."
There's a hollowed-out trunk a couple feet away from all the bloodstains. We duck into the enclosed space, cramped into close quarters but safe enough for now. I set the candelabra at the entrance, warding away the shadows that seep into our space like voyeurs. If only the ones in the Capitol were so easily banished.
My leg needs addressing, Brad is being annoying about it. Shards of bark fall around us as he struggles to fuss in the small space. I should not have been honest. Brad has always been my burden to bear, not the other way around. I am much more capable of hurting, and much better suited. I frown as I trap his hand on my cheek, "Like this. Can we stay like this for a second?"
I don't know how much time I have left. And I think I'd have held onto these words forever had I not been forced to say them.
"Sometimes, I feel like I've loved you all my life."
Blood seeps into the grass beneath us, I am nowhere near dead but I hope it's close enough to be considered a deathbed confession.
"What an honor that is."
