fire and gold

Jude

Do you love me like that?
If I keep on driving

Jude has zero complaints about standing there in the entryway simply holding one another. His adventurous spirit has never quite compared to hers; always wanting to see the more remote sights, sketch the exotic plants, and find solace in solitude. But even he can't help but agree that right now none of that sounds appealing when compared to this simple moment. It should be exaggeratedly romantic given their youth but Jude feels like he can finally breathe now that she's back.

Her kiss is not nearly long enough, but he laughs quietly against her lips as she pulls away. "Agreed." The end of summer seems even more intimidating now that he has experienced what it's like for her to be so far away. Having her so close at hand for the season has already spoiled him.

It's not an unexpected question, and instead of shying away Jude falls headfirst into the trusting relationship they've always had to sigh quietly and close his eyes as he tilts his forehead against hers. "It has really sucked Soh," he murmurs. "People are going crazy now that maman is back, and things are still so weird between all of us. I can tell it's wearing on dad to try and pretend everything is okay." Which, considering how close he and Harper are, is equally distressing for Jude to see. "I can't stand everyone suddenly wanting to talk to me. I even went to Stormbreak for your supply pickup and stayed longer because I didn't want to come back." Which had ended with him meeting Koa instead of the dealer, but he'll apologize for that later.

Realizing he has vented a little too quickly, Jude sheepishly laughs and smooths a hand over her hair. "Sorry. Didn't mean to unload."

Would you hold me when we crash?
Or would you let me go?