flora
Flora’s mouth curves, low and dangerous, and the words slip out like a promise sharpened to a point as she leans closer to him, breath warm against his skin. "I hate you more," she purrs, the sound threaded with threat and tease in equal measure, the kind meant to linger and coil rather than land cleanly. Her body still wants him, still hums with the echo of where they were only seconds ago, and the silly hats do absolutely nothing to blunt the pull of it, only add to the sense that they are always one hasty decision away from tumbling headlong into something deliciously reckless.
But even as heat keeps tugging at her, the mental list refuses to dissolve, marching stubbornly forward through the haze, and when he opens his mouth to suggest that Koa's dick is what this is about, she blinks down at him in disbelief before swatting a hand across his chest. "What is the matter with you," she says, feigned annoyance flattening her tone as she rolls her eyes, the joke landing wrong enough that she doesn’t even bother dressing it up. "No." The word is firm, immediate, and it costs her something to say what comes next, to drag this particular truth into the open when it would be so much easier to let him carry her to bed and forget there’s anything else in the world.
She exhales, then says it anyway. "I told Koa about Jack, too." The moment the words are out she lunges forward, pinching Kai’s lips shut between her fingers before he can react, brows lifting in warning even as she rushes to get ahead of the explosion she knows is coming. "And then I made him forget," she adds quickly. "Immediately. Right after."
Only once she’s sure he’s going to let her finish does she pull her hand away, sitting a little straighter as the memory of it all prickles uncomfortably under her skin. "It was around this time last year, actually," she continues, gaze drifting just off to the side as if she can still see it laid out there. "I went to Ludo and quested for a potion that would make someone forget the last 5 minutes.." Her cheeks warm, the recollection sitting badly no matter how many times she’s turned it over since. "I only told him because of everything with him and Soh, because he’d spent so long thinking he’d done something wrong with he and I, that he was the reason we never worked out, and that just...I dunno, it felt like baggage weighing him down."
Her eyes come back to Kai then, expression pinched with something like regret and resolve tangled together. "But he'd been competing with a telepath," she says, plainly. "And so even if he couldn’t remember when I told him, I hoped it would...I don’t know, like, soothe something. Loosen the knot a little. Let him stop digging around in the past for answers that were never actually about him." She drags a hand through her hair and lets it fall again, shoulders lifting and dropping with a quiet sigh. "It didn’t work though," she admits. "Or it did the opposite, because he basically vanished on Soh right after that."
But even as heat keeps tugging at her, the mental list refuses to dissolve, marching stubbornly forward through the haze, and when he opens his mouth to suggest that Koa's dick is what this is about, she blinks down at him in disbelief before swatting a hand across his chest. "What is the matter with you," she says, feigned annoyance flattening her tone as she rolls her eyes, the joke landing wrong enough that she doesn’t even bother dressing it up. "No." The word is firm, immediate, and it costs her something to say what comes next, to drag this particular truth into the open when it would be so much easier to let him carry her to bed and forget there’s anything else in the world.
She exhales, then says it anyway. "I told Koa about Jack, too." The moment the words are out she lunges forward, pinching Kai’s lips shut between her fingers before he can react, brows lifting in warning even as she rushes to get ahead of the explosion she knows is coming. "And then I made him forget," she adds quickly. "Immediately. Right after."
Only once she’s sure he’s going to let her finish does she pull her hand away, sitting a little straighter as the memory of it all prickles uncomfortably under her skin. "It was around this time last year, actually," she continues, gaze drifting just off to the side as if she can still see it laid out there. "I went to Ludo and quested for a potion that would make someone forget the last 5 minutes.." Her cheeks warm, the recollection sitting badly no matter how many times she’s turned it over since. "I only told him because of everything with him and Soh, because he’d spent so long thinking he’d done something wrong with he and I, that he was the reason we never worked out, and that just...I dunno, it felt like baggage weighing him down."
Her eyes come back to Kai then, expression pinched with something like regret and resolve tangled together. "But he'd been competing with a telepath," she says, plainly. "And so even if he couldn’t remember when I told him, I hoped it would...I don’t know, like, soothe something. Loosen the knot a little. Let him stop digging around in the past for answers that were never actually about him." She drags a hand through her hair and lets it fall again, shoulders lifting and dropping with a quiet sigh. "It didn’t work though," she admits. "Or it did the opposite, because he basically vanished on Soh right after that."
you don't know that you're living til' you're carrying scars
you're either falling in love or falling apart
you're either falling in love or falling apart
