Got no plans and I've got no money
Gone are the days of milk and honey
Gone are the days of milk and honey
For a moment, Soh thought he might close the infinitesimal gap between them, and hope bloomed, hot and insistent, in her chest. What she wouldn’t give to be able to take it all back, to have a second chance, to do things right this time around -
But he didn’t kiss her. And what he said almost shattered her.
Panic, cold and painful, clawed its way up her throat, and it took her a moment to try and piece together what he was saying. Did he want to take away their friendship, now that it had been established? Or was he saying that he wanted more?
Their foreheads touching, Soh fought the urge to reach for him, terrified to send him running or press him into something that he didn’t want. He’d said they could be friends, but now… maybe she’d pushed too much, hadn’t tried hard enough to keep her emotions in check. Maybe she’d ruined things. Again.
But she was different now. Before, she hadn’t fought for him - for them. And gods be damned if she was going to make the same mistake a second time.
”How so?” she murmured after a moment, silver gaze searching his face, aching to see his copper eyes open and fill with warmth or contempt or something - anything to explain what he meant. She’d meant what she’d said before - that she would be whatever he wanted her to be. But stay or go, she had to hear him say it - whatever it was.
But he didn’t kiss her. And what he said almost shattered her.
Panic, cold and painful, clawed its way up her throat, and it took her a moment to try and piece together what he was saying. Did he want to take away their friendship, now that it had been established? Or was he saying that he wanted more?
Their foreheads touching, Soh fought the urge to reach for him, terrified to send him running or press him into something that he didn’t want. He’d said they could be friends, but now… maybe she’d pushed too much, hadn’t tried hard enough to keep her emotions in check. Maybe she’d ruined things. Again.
But she was different now. Before, she hadn’t fought for him - for them. And gods be damned if she was going to make the same mistake a second time.
”How so?” she murmured after a moment, silver gaze searching his face, aching to see his copper eyes open and fill with warmth or contempt or something - anything to explain what he meant. She’d meant what she’d said before - that she would be whatever he wanted her to be. But stay or go, she had to hear him say it - whatever it was.
Green eyes and a head of gold
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul
I'll give you two dollars if you save my soul
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
