[Training] (SE) where’s your backbone?

KIADA

your battleworn tongue doesn't say the truth;

that you are ruined

Her breathing had recovered swiftly, but it still didn’t mean that she could keep her heart from fluttering every time his fingers traced along her shoulders. Regardless, she sets her head on his shoulder, letting him in however little bit as she could before she got too anxious and too scared to pull away. And he returns it, both arms wrapping around her like a blanket of an embrace, like an ‘it’ll be okay, I promise’ sort of idea that has Kiada far too anxious and yet comfortable all the same.

She’s so confused, but perhaps she needs not to think about it anymore.

So instead, she feels the weight of his head atop her own, listening and feeling the vibration of his voice from where her head rested on him, nuzzling her head into him in a slightly feline way. “To new memories.” She agrees, tilting her head up to look at him with those similar soft pale blue eyes, a soft smile replacing any sort of awkwardness from before.

There’d be time to talk about her past and her mistakes. She only hopes it doesn’t push him away when she does.

and you wonder why he lets you,

the butcher

touch him

the sun