Koa
"A lover, not a fighter?" Koa laughs easily at the joke, though he can feel his stomach knot in response. It might have been us, an insidious voice croons against his ear, cruel and breathy and hungry and hot, clouding his judgment as he looks up at her. He knows he shouldn't let himself linger on her lips, on the rosy color across her cheeks or the way her scar tracks down below her blouse. She is someone else's girlfriend - his friend's girlfriend - and he needs stop thinking with the dumber of his heads.
And yet...
An opportune strike of lighting breaks the boy's reverie. He rises, blinking against the spots in his vision, his empty hand rubbing at his eyes. "Definitely not," the young man grumbles gruffly. Making a great show of testing the repaired post for stability, Koa is careful not to meet Sohalia's eyes again. "Stormy, sure, but never this constant bullshit. I forgot that you aren't from here. Kinda wild, given you're the Heart."
And yet...
An opportune strike of lighting breaks the boy's reverie. He rises, blinking against the spots in his vision, his empty hand rubbing at his eyes. "Definitely not," the young man grumbles gruffly. Making a great show of testing the repaired post for stability, Koa is careful not to meet Sohalia's eyes again. "Stormy, sure, but never this constant bullshit. I forgot that you aren't from here. Kinda wild, given you're the Heart."
i can't decide if it's a choice, getting swept away
