Zavien
"Noted." He echoed her earlier comment with a huff of teasing laughter, somewhat glad to hear they had at least one major difference in opinions. Otherwise, he might have started worrying about things being too perfect.
Flashing Soh a smile for her impressive directional capabilities, Zavien waited for her to settle on the blankets before joining her. While she pulled out paper and writing utensils, he pulled out food and eating utensils. It felt fitting for some reason, and he found himself smiling as he arranged the options between them. When she wasn't looking, he swiped a finger through the frosting of the chocolate cake, mischief on his mind. He momentarily debated dabbing it onto her nose, but when he looked up, he couldn't bring himself to disturb the ethereal image.
Moon and starlight caught against the jewelry she wore, flashing bright in the darkness of the night. And yet his attention was drawn to the soft lines of her face, a glowing silhouette of her cheeks and nose, eyelashes framing the shine of her silver eyes, golden waves of hair gleaming like liquid starlight.
He just watched her for a moment, staring openly as her expressions flickered with unknown thoughts. He wondered again how he'd found himself here, lucky enough to call her his, lucky enough to watch her work passionately on something, because he certainly didn't think he'd done anything to deserve this kind of peace.
In a cruel flash of doubt, thoughts of Lena threatened to rise, to break through the contentment. They'd never had moments like this, always plagued by one political disaster or the next. They'd never found this kind of easy respite because there was always something brewing in the back of their thoughts, always something to worry about when the sun rose. But here, now, with Soh, he couldn't think of anything to worry about. Nothing waited menacingly on the horizon. No responsibilities would plague their every moment together. All he felt was peace, and for a heartbeat, it felt like betrayal.
Closing his eyes, Zavien took a deep breath, letting the feeling wash over him with suffocating force. But he didn't let it sink in. He thought of what Lena would have wanted for him, how she would have scolded him for letting anything ruin this moment - even her.
He opened his eyes and let go of the bitter feelings, taking in the gilded image of Soh under the night sky one more time before laying down against the blanket and looking up at the stars above, tasting the sweet chocolate on his tongue where he swiped away the frosting.
Flashing Soh a smile for her impressive directional capabilities, Zavien waited for her to settle on the blankets before joining her. While she pulled out paper and writing utensils, he pulled out food and eating utensils. It felt fitting for some reason, and he found himself smiling as he arranged the options between them. When she wasn't looking, he swiped a finger through the frosting of the chocolate cake, mischief on his mind. He momentarily debated dabbing it onto her nose, but when he looked up, he couldn't bring himself to disturb the ethereal image.
Moon and starlight caught against the jewelry she wore, flashing bright in the darkness of the night. And yet his attention was drawn to the soft lines of her face, a glowing silhouette of her cheeks and nose, eyelashes framing the shine of her silver eyes, golden waves of hair gleaming like liquid starlight.
He just watched her for a moment, staring openly as her expressions flickered with unknown thoughts. He wondered again how he'd found himself here, lucky enough to call her his, lucky enough to watch her work passionately on something, because he certainly didn't think he'd done anything to deserve this kind of peace.
In a cruel flash of doubt, thoughts of Lena threatened to rise, to break through the contentment. They'd never had moments like this, always plagued by one political disaster or the next. They'd never found this kind of easy respite because there was always something brewing in the back of their thoughts, always something to worry about when the sun rose. But here, now, with Soh, he couldn't think of anything to worry about. Nothing waited menacingly on the horizon. No responsibilities would plague their every moment together. All he felt was peace, and for a heartbeat, it felt like betrayal.
Closing his eyes, Zavien took a deep breath, letting the feeling wash over him with suffocating force. But he didn't let it sink in. He thought of what Lena would have wanted for him, how she would have scolded him for letting anything ruin this moment - even her.
He opened his eyes and let go of the bitter feelings, taking in the gilded image of Soh under the night sky one more time before laying down against the blanket and looking up at the stars above, tasting the sweet chocolate on his tongue where he swiped away the frosting.
That’s How We’re Gonna Win.
Not Fighting What We Hate,
Saving What We Love.
Not Fighting What We Hate,
Saving What We Love.
