Scissors Just Won't Cut It V2 ; Kao Jan 19, 2021 19:33:56 GMT -6
Post by KRITON ADONIS VOLKOV on Jan 19, 2021 19:33:56 GMT -6
But apologies weren’t going to cut it, he knew. It was clear to him that she was not here to accept his apology. He didn’t know what she wanted from him or if he was supposed to do anything. This wasn’t his forte, so he chose what he considered the safest route and continued to stand and do nothing.
His eyes widened slightly when she turned and walked to him, but he continued to stand still, his stance loose and as unthreatening as he could possibly make it. He knew a part of her would be afraid of him, no matter how strong she was. He tensed when her fingers pressed at his temples, eyes still trained on her face, her unseeing eyes now looking at him. Her fingers traveled up to his hair, brushing lightly against the injury on his head. He winced slightly, the pain shifting him slightly back to reality as she softly pushed him to the ground. His knees buckled immediately as he flopped down, the world shifting slightly in his vision.
She moved around him, sitting down behind him and coaxing him back against her. He felt he should protest but he didn’t quite have the energy to protest anyway. Her fingers continued to massage his temples, a strange warmth developing around them. He closed his eyes, enjoying the contact, enjoying her presence.
His tension grew as she detailed to him who the man was he had saw her with. He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw, grinding his teeth. He was so stupid. He had barely even thought about the reason he had been angry with her in the first place. It seemed inconsequential after what he had done to her. But of course, she was right. If he hadn’t been so thickheaded, none of this would had happened.
He stared at her in amazement as the transformation came over her. Her human form shifting to the beautiful elven face he had grown to know. Her eyes shown, and she looked at him with renewed interest, and he felt as if she was truly seeing him. He locked eyes with her as she cradled his face, hardly able to breathe.
He moved slowly, pulling himself up and turning around, leaning down on his knees in front of her. He took her face in his hands, all of his motions slow, gently running his thumbs over her silver cheeks, his eyes roaming her face and memorizing every detail. He brought his gaze back to hers, staring into her glimmering eyes. ”I will do whatever you need me to do to prove myself to you. Whatever I need to say, whatever actions I need to do. I will prove to you that I can be better than I have been. I will prove to you that I’m not a mistake. I just need some guidance on where to start.” He held her gaze, still very unsure of himself and where they truly stood with each other.
Comments; brushing the cobwebs off, this just kinda bubbled out of my brain