flora
As Soh leans in, Flora shifts instinctively to meet her, her head tipping gently against Sohalia’s, a soft, weighted sigh slipping from her chest as she lets herself settle there. The closeness is familiar, soothing in a way the conversation hasn’t been, and she holds onto it without thinking too hard about why.
Where Soh feels the fracture, Flora doesn’t quite see it the same way; not that nothing’s wrong, not that it didn’t sting, because it did, but...people disagreed. That was just part of things, wasn’t it? Not every difference meant something was breaking, not if both of them were still here, still reaching for each other instead of pulling away. Soh wasn’t leaving, not really, not in the ways that mattered, and if she needed something more—something that didn’t come from Flora or Torchline or anything she could offer—then that didn’t mean Flora had to step back, just..shift. Somehow. She'd figure it out.
She squeezes Soh’s hand, her thumb brushing lightly across her knuckles, the motion steady even if something in her chest still feels tender. "I love you too, babe," she murmurs, her voice soft against Soh’s hair, the words coming easily despite everything else. She shakes her head faintly where it rests, a small, reassuring motion. "It’ll all be okay, I promise."
~FIN
Where Soh feels the fracture, Flora doesn’t quite see it the same way; not that nothing’s wrong, not that it didn’t sting, because it did, but...people disagreed. That was just part of things, wasn’t it? Not every difference meant something was breaking, not if both of them were still here, still reaching for each other instead of pulling away. Soh wasn’t leaving, not really, not in the ways that mattered, and if she needed something more—something that didn’t come from Flora or Torchline or anything she could offer—then that didn’t mean Flora had to step back, just..shift. Somehow. She'd figure it out.
She squeezes Soh’s hand, her thumb brushing lightly across her knuckles, the motion steady even if something in her chest still feels tender. "I love you too, babe," she murmurs, her voice soft against Soh’s hair, the words coming easily despite everything else. She shakes her head faintly where it rests, a small, reassuring motion. "It’ll all be okay, I promise."
~FIN
Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price
You know that I bought it
You know that I bought it
