Who was it that led you on
And makes you want to hurt me so?
And makes you want to hurt me so?
Maea seemed lost for words, for a moment, and Liam felt a small smile turn the corners of his lips up as he watched the deep red flush creep into her cheeks. Perhaps another version of him would be hesitant to reach for the Ancient like this; but here, now, it felt as natural as breathing to trace the line of her shoulder with his thumb and promise her forever as she cupped his face in one hand.
The soldier reached up with his free hand to gently trap hers against his cheek, marveling at how easily she’d managed to slip past his own defenses. He’d once sworn off love and all its trappings, unwilling to risk his heart again in a dangerous world where anything could happen - but here he was, finally ready to offer his heart. ”Then I’ll always be here,” he vowed, his gaze flickering across her face as he searched for the understanding he hoped would bloom there.
But she’d dropped her eyes to find anywhere else to look, giving Liam pause. Perhaps he was reading too much into a reaction that wasn’t anything like what he hoped -
But he’d never know unless he put himself out there. And suddenly, that didn’t feel like such a terrifying prospect.
”Maea…” he murmured as he released her hand, reached for her chin, gently trying to tilt her head up so that their eyes could meet once more. ”I - I don’t want to ruin what we have, but… I care about you.” He searched her face, hopeful and terrified, heart fluttering wildly in his chest. ”Could you… do you think you could ever think of me as more than just a friend?”
The soldier reached up with his free hand to gently trap hers against his cheek, marveling at how easily she’d managed to slip past his own defenses. He’d once sworn off love and all its trappings, unwilling to risk his heart again in a dangerous world where anything could happen - but here he was, finally ready to offer his heart. ”Then I’ll always be here,” he vowed, his gaze flickering across her face as he searched for the understanding he hoped would bloom there.
But she’d dropped her eyes to find anywhere else to look, giving Liam pause. Perhaps he was reading too much into a reaction that wasn’t anything like what he hoped -
But he’d never know unless he put himself out there. And suddenly, that didn’t feel like such a terrifying prospect.
”Maea…” he murmured as he released her hand, reached for her chin, gently trying to tilt her head up so that their eyes could meet once more. ”I - I don’t want to ruin what we have, but… I care about you.” He searched her face, hopeful and terrified, heart fluttering wildly in his chest. ”Could you… do you think you could ever think of me as more than just a friend?”
Who do you want to forget?
Who forgot you long ago?
Who forgot you long ago?
Liam
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
