- NATE -
Got my own monster
Nobody but me
Nobody but me
Nate, to his credit, doesn’t actually move when Hotaru explodes. His eyes widen a fraction, and his jaw sets into a hard stubborn line, but he doesn’t move. “Deserved it or not, you tried to kill a person Hotaru. You’re not fucking innocent.” He sucks his teeth, trying to pull back the scraps of emotion she had loosed, trying to smooth himself back into the little featureless mask he’d donned. “He’s not being forgotten.”
Leaning back in his seat, Nate readjusts himself, feet planting on the ground so he can settle in for the long haul. The grin that had clung so stubbornly to his face is absent, replaced with such a severe frown it seems like his face will never forget the expression.
It takes a long, long stretch of stubborn silence, but finally Nate cracks, clears his throat. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me?” If it wasn’t so quiet, his voice would be lost, as it is they’re nearly swallowed up by the soft sounds of her distress.
Leaning back in his seat, Nate readjusts himself, feet planting on the ground so he can settle in for the long haul. The grin that had clung so stubbornly to his face is absent, replaced with such a severe frown it seems like his face will never forget the expression.
It takes a long, long stretch of stubborn silence, but finally Nate cracks, clears his throat. “Do you have any idea what you’ve done to me?” If it wasn’t so quiet, his voice would be lost, as it is they’re nearly swallowed up by the soft sounds of her distress.
I would never call him enemy
He's the bad god I need
He's the bad god I need
