the_muses_stage 'perfect' - hedley [lyrics prompt]
When you’re caught in a lie
And you got nothing to hide
When you’ve got nowhere to run
And got nothing inside
It tears right through me
You thought that you knew me
You thought that you knew
I’m not perfect but I keep trying
‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start
I am not alive if I’m lonely
So please don’t leave
Noah Bennet had convinced himself a long time ago that loving him was a dangerous past time. It had been proven with the death of his first wife, and his unborn child, and it was only confirmed by all the times Sandra had been hurt. In the end, it hadn't surprised him when she asked him to leave, finally too tired to deal with all the lies that he used to protect himself and his family. She had realized that she didn’t know the man she had married and it had been too much for their marriage to survive. At least he could be thankful she was still alive.
He had told himself not to get involved with anyone after that. There had been a few temptations along the way, temptations like Lauren and the fact that she had been from the same line of work as him. But even for being from the Company and for knowing about specials, Noah knew that she didn’t really know him either.
But Lydia did.
With every touch, she knew a little more about him. In the span of a few seconds, she could peel back the layers and learn more about him than either of his wives, or temporary lovers, had ever really known. With an idle caress, she could see his darkest memories and his deepest desires. There was no hiding with her and that bothered him at times. There was no way to hide behind a stoic wall of indifference because even when his features were blank and his eyes showed nothing of his thoughts, she could still figure everything out with just a touch of her hand.
It was humbling for him, but mainly it was scary and that left him feeling oddly vulnerable. Noah was used to being a master storyteller, the man who could weave together an entire life that held nothing of the truth but how did one deal with a woman who could sense every lie? Everything about her made him feel things that he hadn't felt for a long time and he wasn't sure how to be comfortable with that. Even now as he watched her, he wondered what dark secret she would be able to pluck from him the next time she decided to take his hand or touch his shoulder. What new thing would she learn about him when they went to bed and he lost more than a layer of clothes?
If he were a weaker man, he would run away from her. He would find a way to hide because hiding was easier for him. Being open and honest was something new for him but she deserved him to be. She didn’t deserve the lies that he was used to telling. People had lied to her for so long. They had used her by taking advantage of her need for understanding and love, and he didn’t want to do that to her. He felt the strongest urge to protect her and to...love her.
He just had to pray that his secrets wouldn’t destroy them as well.
WC: 516
[Lydia is thepainted_lady, and is used with permission and lots of love.]
And you got nothing to hide
When you’ve got nowhere to run
And got nothing inside
It tears right through me
You thought that you knew me
You thought that you knew
I’m not perfect but I keep trying
‘Cause that’s what I said I would do from the start
I am not alive if I’m lonely
So please don’t leave
Noah Bennet had convinced himself a long time ago that loving him was a dangerous past time. It had been proven with the death of his first wife, and his unborn child, and it was only confirmed by all the times Sandra had been hurt. In the end, it hadn't surprised him when she asked him to leave, finally too tired to deal with all the lies that he used to protect himself and his family. She had realized that she didn’t know the man she had married and it had been too much for their marriage to survive. At least he could be thankful she was still alive.
He had told himself not to get involved with anyone after that. There had been a few temptations along the way, temptations like Lauren and the fact that she had been from the same line of work as him. But even for being from the Company and for knowing about specials, Noah knew that she didn’t really know him either.
But Lydia did.
With every touch, she knew a little more about him. In the span of a few seconds, she could peel back the layers and learn more about him than either of his wives, or temporary lovers, had ever really known. With an idle caress, she could see his darkest memories and his deepest desires. There was no hiding with her and that bothered him at times. There was no way to hide behind a stoic wall of indifference because even when his features were blank and his eyes showed nothing of his thoughts, she could still figure everything out with just a touch of her hand.
It was humbling for him, but mainly it was scary and that left him feeling oddly vulnerable. Noah was used to being a master storyteller, the man who could weave together an entire life that held nothing of the truth but how did one deal with a woman who could sense every lie? Everything about her made him feel things that he hadn't felt for a long time and he wasn't sure how to be comfortable with that. Even now as he watched her, he wondered what dark secret she would be able to pluck from him the next time she decided to take his hand or touch his shoulder. What new thing would she learn about him when they went to bed and he lost more than a layer of clothes?
If he were a weaker man, he would run away from her. He would find a way to hide because hiding was easier for him. Being open and honest was something new for him but she deserved him to be. She didn’t deserve the lies that he was used to telling. People had lied to her for so long. They had used her by taking advantage of her need for understanding and love, and he didn’t want to do that to her. He felt the strongest urge to protect her and to...love her.
He just had to pray that his secrets wouldn’t destroy them as well.
WC: 516
[Lydia is thepainted_lady, and is used with permission and lots of love.]