Jude
He is relieved when she does not make an empty promise, glad she does not point out his moment of weakness among all the shattered parts of himself he is already desperately dumping into her hands. Jude knows they will be safe there. As she pulls him in, his eyes close and he only has the wherewithal to match the pace of his breathing to hers, the warmth of his exhalations tickling against his cheeks. It is a deeply intimate pose, and it comforts him more than he could have expected. Enough so that when she pulls away, the ground feels a little firmer under his feet. Especially when she promises to stay.
"Um...no, just a little water when I got home." He hesitates, casting back through his memories to determine if that's true before nodding absently, confirming it. His stomach had been too riotous to even feel hungry, though he was sure he must be.
"Um...no, just a little water when I got home." He hesitates, casting back through his memories to determine if that's true before nodding absently, confirming it. His stomach had been too riotous to even feel hungry, though he was sure he must be.
stop trying to keep this alive
you're pointing at stars in the sky that already died
you're pointing at stars in the sky that already died
