HOTARU
She's in a long black coat tonight
Waiting for me in the downpour outside
Waiting for me in the downpour outside
There is a type of peace here, encased in their arms. A tremulous bubble perhaps, but peaceful nonetheless. If she ignores how she feels greedy and burdensome, she can just...sink. Enjoy the physical closeness that is missing from her life. She longs for the days of her homeland, for the easy touches and constant physical reassurances. But her image matters more in the end, her control, and so she must eventually withdraw from the safe haven they created for her.
Nate's compliment makes her cheeks warm more than normal, still grasping at her emotions to wrangle them into some sort of whole. "One of the few ways I'm low maintenance, you'll have to take it where you can get it." It's so easy to joke with him even when her nerves feel so raw, and it's rather uncomfortable when she thinks too long on how easy it is to let him guide her through this tangle of a conversation. A level of trust she's unaccustomed to feeling this soon.
Admittedly she's surprised that they haven't talked about the details of their relationship, but then again Sunjata at the very least is not much of a talker without alcohol and some degree of trauma to kick it off. Nate's response makes her stomach twist with a jealousy that Hotaru can't discern a direction to, but at least she can control that from showing on her face. "What a boring response," she teases instead, but her smile is tranquil as Sunjata's words soak through her. "I'm glad. It's about time." He has been through person after person, searching for the proper fit, and she's happy he has finally found it.
Nate describes their own entanglement in vague terms that helps keep her from feeling awkward or sparking up the pain that had already overwhelmed her earlier. She leans into the arm he keeps draped around her, lips twitching with mirth at the abnormal but appreciated compliment. "A glowing review." She turns her gaze back to Sunjata. "A single night together, it was what we both needed. I certainly don't regret it either," she laughs quietly and nudges Nate's arm with her shoulder slightly, playful. For now she can banish those darker thoughts, smooth over the pain, and merely enjoy their company. That at least remains untarnished. The purity of the fact that she enjoys being around both men.
Nate's compliment makes her cheeks warm more than normal, still grasping at her emotions to wrangle them into some sort of whole. "One of the few ways I'm low maintenance, you'll have to take it where you can get it." It's so easy to joke with him even when her nerves feel so raw, and it's rather uncomfortable when she thinks too long on how easy it is to let him guide her through this tangle of a conversation. A level of trust she's unaccustomed to feeling this soon.
Admittedly she's surprised that they haven't talked about the details of their relationship, but then again Sunjata at the very least is not much of a talker without alcohol and some degree of trauma to kick it off. Nate's response makes her stomach twist with a jealousy that Hotaru can't discern a direction to, but at least she can control that from showing on her face. "What a boring response," she teases instead, but her smile is tranquil as Sunjata's words soak through her. "I'm glad. It's about time." He has been through person after person, searching for the proper fit, and she's happy he has finally found it.
Nate describes their own entanglement in vague terms that helps keep her from feeling awkward or sparking up the pain that had already overwhelmed her earlier. She leans into the arm he keeps draped around her, lips twitching with mirth at the abnormal but appreciated compliment. "A glowing review." She turns her gaze back to Sunjata. "A single night together, it was what we both needed. I certainly don't regret it either," she laughs quietly and nudges Nate's arm with her shoulder slightly, playful. For now she can banish those darker thoughts, smooth over the pain, and merely enjoy their company. That at least remains untarnished. The purity of the fact that she enjoys being around both men.
singing "Baby come home" in a melody of tears
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
While the rhythm of the rain keeps time
