Liam
I just want one more chance
The breeze was a pleasant addition to the day, tugging at Liam’s blonde curls and playing with tendrils of flame from the fire. It carried with it the promise of warmth and birdsong, and with his clothes nearly dry from their time in the sun and by the fire, it felt surprisingly nice playing along his skin. Maea’s hair whipped around her face, and when a strand got caught on the horn closest to him, he had the oddest desire to reach out and tuck it away.
Whether it was from cowardice or a wish not to push in where he might not be wanted, Liam kept his hands to himself. But there was, perhaps, a whispering voice in the back of his mind that if he was starting to want to reach for her… well, he might be in trouble.
Then she asked if there was anything he needed, and his mind immediately went blank. ”Me?” he repeated dumbly. ”I, uh - no, I don’t think so, but thank you.” It was a kind offer, though, and one he appreciated even if he couldn’t accept. In truth, he didn’t know what he needed, and he could hardly expect Maea to figure it out if that was the case. ”Just… being here is enough.”
Whether it was from cowardice or a wish not to push in where he might not be wanted, Liam kept his hands to himself. But there was, perhaps, a whispering voice in the back of his mind that if he was starting to want to reach for her… well, he might be in trouble.
Then she asked if there was anything he needed, and his mind immediately went blank. ”Me?” he repeated dumbly. ”I, uh - no, I don’t think so, but thank you.” It was a kind offer, though, and one he appreciated even if he couldn’t accept. In truth, he didn’t know what he needed, and he could hardly expect Maea to figure it out if that was the case. ”Just… being here is enough.”
To put my arms in fragile hands
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