Zavien
Never regret anything that made you smile
The mood was too dark. The bright, loving side of him struggled to break free, to wrap her in his arms and forget the consequences. There was nothing he wanted more, wondering if there was anything he'd ever wanted more than to feel that same happiness and contentment that she'd brought him yesterday. But the thought pained him, straining against every loyal bone in his body. Could he be so selfish? What had he done to earn that kind of happiness? What had Koa done to deserve that kind of hurt?
Zavien did what he could to bury the thoughts, but the sting remained. Even as he cracked a playful smile at Soh's tease, he felt the faint pang that screamed 'betrayal' in his head. He'd had sex with Soh - and he wanted to do it a thousand times more. The desire was so strong that it hurt, stabbing him with the truth of what it meant, that yesterday hadn't just exposed his feelings, they'd been thrown into the light where they grew stronger, no longer willing to be ignored.
His breath rushed in with shaky effort, securing the bright smile on his face in an effort to disguise the bit of panic still rising in his chest. Chuckling, he shrugged his shoulders. "Only if you don't mind the size." Although only moderately taller than her, his shoulders had enough width to make him certain of the disparity. Still, he chose an olive green t-shirt and a pair of black basketball shorts that bordered on too small for him. Stepping in front of her wearing nothing more than his boxers, he gently offered the clothes, adding a small smile as he suggested, "Why don't I check on the companions while you try these on?" Perhaps she needed a moment of privacy as much as he did.
Zavien did what he could to bury the thoughts, but the sting remained. Even as he cracked a playful smile at Soh's tease, he felt the faint pang that screamed 'betrayal' in his head. He'd had sex with Soh - and he wanted to do it a thousand times more. The desire was so strong that it hurt, stabbing him with the truth of what it meant, that yesterday hadn't just exposed his feelings, they'd been thrown into the light where they grew stronger, no longer willing to be ignored.
His breath rushed in with shaky effort, securing the bright smile on his face in an effort to disguise the bit of panic still rising in his chest. Chuckling, he shrugged his shoulders. "Only if you don't mind the size." Although only moderately taller than her, his shoulders had enough width to make him certain of the disparity. Still, he chose an olive green t-shirt and a pair of black basketball shorts that bordered on too small for him. Stepping in front of her wearing nothing more than his boxers, he gently offered the clothes, adding a small smile as he suggested, "Why don't I check on the companions while you try these on?" Perhaps she needed a moment of privacy as much as he did.
