TEN THINGS TO TEN PEOPLE

Jun 03, 2012 13:25


TEN THINGS

Them rules:
1. Post with your characters name/canon and write 10 IC things about/to 10 peeps, don't say who they are for!
2. Go around and yell at/talk with/mourn alongside other peeps.
3. Potentially guess that jerk is talking about you, wtf.
4. Profit???

Taken from that other site.

warning: possible triggers, fluff, rated: pg, rated: r, rated: pg13

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justabitoffun June 4 2012, 05:04:21 UTC
I don't know what to say.

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redinmyledger June 4 2012, 05:06:34 UTC
I'm used to that.

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justabitoffun June 4 2012, 05:08:48 UTC
You mean from me?

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redinmyledger June 4 2012, 05:09:36 UTC
Yes. I'm used to the constant dancing around certain things. It's fine. It's you.

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justabitoffun June 4 2012, 05:11:17 UTC
Of course. [Because it was true and there was no denying it. Still.] It's not really fine with you, is it?

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redinmyledger June 4 2012, 05:13:09 UTC
[She opened her mouth like she wanted to respond before she just closed it again and shrugged.] Sometimes I want to know better where I stand. Where we stand. Sometimes I just want to be able to curl up with you and pretend the rest of the world doesn't exist because I think they're part of the problem.

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justabitoffun June 4 2012, 05:21:06 UTC
...The problem lies within me. You can rest assured with that.

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redinmyledger June 4 2012, 05:23:54 UTC
Perhaps, but you are still different when we're around other people. Doesn't make it easier, but I can't really let this go. Even if I will never understand what this even is.

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justabitoffun June 4 2012, 05:28:34 UTC
I suppose I am not used to... [He pauses and frowns, unsure.] There is more than one... more than one reason with which to contend. When we are alone...it is not that I act differently, but that I forget myself. It is not a good thing, Natasha.

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redinmyledger June 4 2012, 05:30:27 UTC
[She frowned, arms folded under her chest as she looked down at her feet once more and tried to understand what he was saying.] So you don't trust yourself with me. You don't trust me. There's nothing that you actually... like. I suppose that does make things clearer.

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justabitoffun June 4 2012, 05:34:30 UTC
[His frown deepened and his brows furrowed together. He opened his mouth to make a quick reply--and then promptly shut it before saying a word.

It was better to let it remain that way than correct her, wasn't it? Easier to go that way. For in the end...]

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redinmyledger June 4 2012, 05:39:43 UTC
See?

[She gave him a shove before pushing her fingers back through her hair and making a noise of frustration.]

I say something and you just clam up and I never know if it's because I'm right or because you just won't fucking say otherwise. You are singularly the most frustrating man I have ever met and for some stupid reason I love you.

Fuck you, Lee.

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justabitoffun June 4 2012, 05:50:00 UTC
[He stumbled back without fuss. And he listened to her rave at him without fuss. He did nothing and made no real expression. It was sort of pathetic.

Then he glanced down and away sharply. Hiding the fact that his hides were clouded with a reaction to her words.]

You shouldn't-- [He stopped short, startled at himself for saying anything at all. But it was too late.] You have no reason...why would you..? [He let out a frustrated noise.] I don't care. I refuse to care. Avoid me. Or allow me to avoid you. Completely. It's for the best.

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redinmyledger June 4 2012, 05:58:34 UTC
I don't care!

[She wanted to shove him again but her hands balled up into fists and she just stood there rigid and glaring at him.]

I have every reason to, even if I don't understand them. You've weaselled your way into my heart and now you want to pretend it hasn't even happened? No, you don't get that much of a consideration. If you want to break my heart then you can wear the guilt and watch my pain and you can suffer my wrath.

You're lying, and I can see it. What are you really so afraid of if you let me close?

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justabitoffun June 4 2012, 06:06:11 UTC
[Loki was on the edge. He wanted nothing more than to pin her, yell at her, make her understand her mistake. His mistake. But that would out him. And he wasn't ready for that yet.

But it was hard to stay in control. To act as stone-cold as he'd eventually turned his guise Lee into.]

It doesn't matter. I still won't let you get close to me so it will never matter if I say it aloud.

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redinmyledger June 4 2012, 06:09:46 UTC
[She snorted in disbelief before she felt her bottom lip tremble and the tears prick the backs of her eyes.

This was really happening. He was dumping her when they'd never even been together. Her nostrils flared as she tried to ignore the salted tears rolling down her cheeks and her weight shifted as her hands rest on her hips before she turned her back on him.

And then she turned back, but what was there left to say before she tried to cover her face and stop her body from shaking with the silent sobs.]

Why are you doing this?

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