He was a boy, she was a girl, What more can I say?
Two tattoos, one on each shoulder and a scar on her neck. On her left shoulder her first tattoo, the gemini sign. At the time she didn't realize how much it would mean. Twins. The second, for him, a yin yang. He always said they were like opposite sides of the same coin. The number 666 scarred into her neck, a reminder of pandemonium, of her change. Resentment for the same society the same awakening she had wanted and enjoyed. A new tattoo, she had asked him to design it, and now she brought up the other thing she'd wanted.
'So, I think instead of having a tattoo artist do my new one, I want you to." She kissed his neck, waiting. "Me?" She heard the surprise and the hesitation in his voice. "You said you could, do you not want to?" She had asked him if life magic could create tattoos before.
"I just worry I'll mess it up."
"I trust you." She wanted him to be the one to mark her, since it was he who had marked her heart. They discussed how to design it, and she leaned against him.
"Argent still doesn't know about you." With him near her, she'd not had to worry about him and her extra thoughts had been consumed by her brother. She started to let her guard slip. She snapped at him, undeservedly and felt guilty immediately. But, he did what he always did, he understood. Long suffering, she remember someone calling it.
I could hear you
You were there
I could see you
You were there
I, I'm gonna wait
He leaned his head against hers. "Hun, just listen to my thoughts." She hesitated but he was sure. So she reached out and listened. Her eyes closed and his mind spoke to her of love, warmth, trust, desire, and longing, and a near silent question - can I be your other half? She blinked and her eyes watered. She fought back the tears.
I just want you to know
I want you to know
All that I have is
All that I forgot to say
She couldn't contain her surprise as she realized, what she'd denied to even herself. Her eyes were wet as she realized he wanted that place in her heart. He wanted her to love him without the reservations, without the worry, he wanted her to truly trust him. She couldn't help it and her tears began to fall. Her brother was her other half. She didn't know if she could trust them both at the same time and yet at no time in her life had she wanted to love someone the way she wanted this. But, it scared her, terrified her, made her want to run. She stuttered, "I...I...didn't realize. He's not you." The tears were warm on her cheeks as she remembered being four years old looking down at Argent from the tree, one of the few times she was truly happy. Then, the moment she had seen him in her living room, whole, and healthy and hers. Trying to show him that she loved him. I love you. I love you too with all that I am. In all things I am with you as i know you are with me. Always. With that word, she pulled him to her and then broke the connection. It was too raw, too unprotected, too much.
"I'm sorry, I need to go for a walk. Please understand?"
"I do."
She felt his eyes on her all the way to the door. She needed to run, to run hard.
He loves me. But, am I ready for what he's offering...it was time to stop playing.
'So, I think instead of having a tattoo artist do my new one, I want you to." She kissed his neck, waiting. "Me?" She heard the surprise and the hesitation in his voice. "You said you could, do you not want to?" She had asked him if life magic could create tattoos before.
"I just worry I'll mess it up."
"I trust you." She wanted him to be the one to mark her, since it was he who had marked her heart. They discussed how to design it, and she leaned against him.
"Argent still doesn't know about you." With him near her, she'd not had to worry about him and her extra thoughts had been consumed by her brother. She started to let her guard slip. She snapped at him, undeservedly and felt guilty immediately. But, he did what he always did, he understood. Long suffering, she remember someone calling it.
I could hear you
You were there
I could see you
You were there
I, I'm gonna wait
He leaned his head against hers. "Hun, just listen to my thoughts." She hesitated but he was sure. So she reached out and listened. Her eyes closed and his mind spoke to her of love, warmth, trust, desire, and longing, and a near silent question - can I be your other half? She blinked and her eyes watered. She fought back the tears.
I just want you to know
I want you to know
All that I have is
All that I forgot to say
She couldn't contain her surprise as she realized, what she'd denied to even herself. Her eyes were wet as she realized he wanted that place in her heart. He wanted her to love him without the reservations, without the worry, he wanted her to truly trust him. She couldn't help it and her tears began to fall. Her brother was her other half. She didn't know if she could trust them both at the same time and yet at no time in her life had she wanted to love someone the way she wanted this. But, it scared her, terrified her, made her want to run. She stuttered, "I...I...didn't realize. He's not you." The tears were warm on her cheeks as she remembered being four years old looking down at Argent from the tree, one of the few times she was truly happy. Then, the moment she had seen him in her living room, whole, and healthy and hers. Trying to show him that she loved him. I love you. I love you too with all that I am. In all things I am with you as i know you are with me. Always. With that word, she pulled him to her and then broke the connection. It was too raw, too unprotected, too much.
"I'm sorry, I need to go for a walk. Please understand?"
"I do."
She felt his eyes on her all the way to the door. She needed to run, to run hard.
He loves me. But, am I ready for what he's offering...it was time to stop playing.