Well pardon my manners, just something about you turns me to a savage
His hope rises, just for a moment, that he'd finally cleared up the haze as to what first meant. Especially when she listens to intently, when she gives him the room to lay it all out and still finds the space to come in closer and reach for his hands. He slides them out of his pockets and into hers, feeling the warmth in them like it's the first time all over again he got to hold them. Except... it doesn't feel like a chance to try again, it feels more like the last time when she's saying shit like that.
He squeezes back on the grip, a quiet tell that he wouldn't give up so easily. "So what exactly are you asking for, Caly?" he says with a sigh edging in on the words as he glances up from the fit of their fingers to her face. He tries to commit it to memory, if this might be the last time he can. The easy tilt of her lips first, wreathed in red or a smile or both, a surefire weakness of his. The sharp gleam of gold in her gaze, as likely to warm you as drown you as any amber liquor would. The frame of her golden hair, small wisps on the fringes like tangible cords of sunlight he could reach out and hold.
"Because to me, family is more than just blood." Maybe he'll just never be able to get it, this whole twin, triplet, connection thing. "I'm not trying to run off and save the world Caly, I'm just trying to be there for the people who'd do the same for me, when they need it." Maybe the almost dying to Jack thing has skewed her idea of what exactly he's doing out there for friends, especially since that one hadn't even really been for anyone much more than himself. Sure, he could say it was for Flora, but she hadn't asked him to, probably would never have wanted him to, so that'd just been a selfish desire to punch a dick. The rest of it was mostly, what, just being there for people, which is maybe where the sleeping with his friend part comes in. That'd been selfish too. So it really seems, Caly has nothing at all to worry about when he's being selfless.
"But I'm not asking you to do something you wouldn't either," he says after a pause, realizing that in his need to explain, to make it work, he's started to pull her closer, started to hold on tighter as if he doesn't mean to ever let her go. He loosens that now with a breath as his fingers slacken.
He squeezes back on the grip, a quiet tell that he wouldn't give up so easily. "So what exactly are you asking for, Caly?" he says with a sigh edging in on the words as he glances up from the fit of their fingers to her face. He tries to commit it to memory, if this might be the last time he can. The easy tilt of her lips first, wreathed in red or a smile or both, a surefire weakness of his. The sharp gleam of gold in her gaze, as likely to warm you as drown you as any amber liquor would. The frame of her golden hair, small wisps on the fringes like tangible cords of sunlight he could reach out and hold.
"Because to me, family is more than just blood." Maybe he'll just never be able to get it, this whole twin, triplet, connection thing. "I'm not trying to run off and save the world Caly, I'm just trying to be there for the people who'd do the same for me, when they need it." Maybe the almost dying to Jack thing has skewed her idea of what exactly he's doing out there for friends, especially since that one hadn't even really been for anyone much more than himself. Sure, he could say it was for Flora, but she hadn't asked him to, probably would never have wanted him to, so that'd just been a selfish desire to punch a dick. The rest of it was mostly, what, just being there for people, which is maybe where the sleeping with his friend part comes in. That'd been selfish too. So it really seems, Caly has nothing at all to worry about when he's being selfless.
"But I'm not asking you to do something you wouldn't either," he says after a pause, realizing that in his need to explain, to make it work, he's started to pull her closer, started to hold on tighter as if he doesn't mean to ever let her go. He loosens that now with a breath as his fingers slacken.
Kaisel
Got me running in circles around you to please you, I do what I need to
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
