NOAH
set a fire for tomorrow
set it to your woes
set it to your woes
Noah held strong opinions. Noah was stubborn. Noah was kind. Noah, however, in his twenty-seven years of life, had never had a long term relationship that held even the slightest shadow to the seriousness he took with his relationship to Delphine. Although it was new, and young, and needed lots of tending and care, he was dedicated to it. He was not going to leave her in this moment, even though he didn't say 'when we get married...' or 'when we have children...'. All of that to say, Noah was still being cautious. This new relationship, this tiny ember between them, needed work and tending, but it could still easily scorch a hand that mistreated it. Noah did not want his hand to be scorched.
"That could be exciting." Noah smiled at her, a hand lifting to run down her neck and trace her collar bone. Her own hands tangled in his hair and tugged at the locks, and he grimaced some as she pulled too hard. "Del...what did I say to upset you?" Confusion wracked his brain and he leaned back some, watching her carefully as she refused to look at him. Was she always going to be upset with him sharing his heart and his dreams, because maybe they might not be the words she wanted to hear?
feel defiance burning through my teeth
it's not enough to drag this blade across the day
it's not enough to drag this blade across the day
