if it falls, I would hold on for all it's worth.

Isla

to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering

To say that Isla has been waiting for this since that fateful afternoon on the beach is no understatement. Even at Ever's worst, even knowing it would have been selfish and damaging for the both of them, she's wanted it. Wanted to kiss apologies across his cheeks and along the bridge of his nose, wanted to kiss better any emotional wounds she might have caused, wanted to feel his lips against her own like she's offering a prayer at a shrine.

And when it comes, the Remedy all but tumbles into it, needing very little coaxing from his hands and mouth to find herself in the exact place she's been craving this entire time. Her lips are soft but insistent, one of her arms looping around his broad shoulders to clasp him close, the other slipping gently through the back of his curls, as if the memory of it is no longer enough. Their bodies know each other better than their minds at this point, though she doubts it will take long for them to catch up - she hopes not, anyway.

Drawing back only a fraction when the need to breathe becomes more necessity than suggestion, Isla basks in the warmth of him, the soft feel of linen beneath her fingers, the way Ever's kisses feel more familiar than they have any right to. "I have missed doing that with you," she confesses, all flushed cheeks and a smile that's trying to run away with itself.

fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!