bottom of the deep blue sea

you should know, that i'm a ticking time bomb

and you're getting close

He exhales another short breath at her reasoning, as she quiets and shuts down and reignites to start the flame and fire of the arguments again and again. But fine, if she wants to play it that way, fine. He steps away, to the window sill, taking another short breath as she questions him how she wouldn’t be happy with it, how she’d get all she wanted out of it provided the once concession is met.

And he’s left with nothing of what he’s asked, giving everything to her once again.

“We’ll see when it’s not sunshine and rainbows.” He leans onto the windowsill briefly, steel gaze dark as his frustration continues to spurn within him. “But fine, I accept your terms.” It’s almost a hiss, and he breaks his gaze from looking outside the window to turn his head away and cough, that deep crackling rasp to a sound within his lungs that Nate has diagnosed, kept under wraps the best he can until now — until this.

When he finally manages to attain some breath back, he remains pressed by the window sill before he looks over to her. “Pick a date.” He tells her simply, while he figures out where to go to get rings made — while he curses himself for his stubbornness.

so better watch your step, because i'm about to blow

and where the pieces land i guess we'll never know

SuNJATA