I lost who I was, forgot myself in the hands of someone who didn't know me
I'm slowly undoing their devastation, unfolding the corners
I'm slowly undoing their devastation, unfolding the corners
His laughter is an infuriatingly effective remedy for her surprise and outrage, and her squinted gaze is unfairly full of humor even as she storms up to him with shovel in hand. Being the butt of a joke is a role they trade off; apparently today is her turn.
“Other talents like being a nuisance,” she lobs back at him, grin finally breaking through, exasperated and fond. He doesn’t so much as flinch away from the probing stab of her handle, so she does it again just because she can. Though she drops it when he snatches it from her, laughing and holding her palms out in a show of faux-innocence lest he turn it against her. “Pretty fitting with your shift if I say so myself.” A shame she hasn’t been able to see it firsthand yet, but the day will come eventually. She’s sure of it. His predilections for savagery and animalism will not fail her in her curiosity.
The offer for help does earn him an exasperated look. “Yes, but only if you let me give you something in exchange. Don’t think I’ll be lax on your habit breaking.” Giving and giving eternally until there’s nothing left. Hotaru won’t let herself be part of the problem herself. At least she can ruminate on a proper gift while they shovel, and she spins on her heel to retrieve the extra shovel leaning against the spa exterior before heading straight back to where she’d been previously clearing the path. Deimos will join her soon enough she’s sure. “What brings you this way? Aside from terrorizing your favorite masseuse.”
“Other talents like being a nuisance,” she lobs back at him, grin finally breaking through, exasperated and fond. He doesn’t so much as flinch away from the probing stab of her handle, so she does it again just because she can. Though she drops it when he snatches it from her, laughing and holding her palms out in a show of faux-innocence lest he turn it against her. “Pretty fitting with your shift if I say so myself.” A shame she hasn’t been able to see it firsthand yet, but the day will come eventually. She’s sure of it. His predilections for savagery and animalism will not fail her in her curiosity.
The offer for help does earn him an exasperated look. “Yes, but only if you let me give you something in exchange. Don’t think I’ll be lax on your habit breaking.” Giving and giving eternally until there’s nothing left. Hotaru won’t let herself be part of the problem herself. At least she can ruminate on a proper gift while they shovel, and she spins on her heel to retrieve the extra shovel leaning against the spa exterior before heading straight back to where she’d been previously clearing the path. Deimos will join her soon enough she’s sure. “What brings you this way? Aside from terrorizing your favorite masseuse.”
and picking up the pieces that were chiseled away
HOTARU
