|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 2:20 am
It took her a minute, but she reached out and grabbed his nose, tweaking it fondly. "Yes I am. Whether you believe it or not."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 2:22 am
His face scrunched up, a hand coming up to free his nose from her grasp. "Fine.. whatever. You are those things. But I still like you anyway."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 2:27 am
"I know." She murmured lightly, confident in the answer. "And I like you, despite all the little negative things you could list about yourself. I always have. Always will." She laid back down, resting her head to the side so that it faced his direction. "So you like me, and I like you. We should celebrate. Let's see a movie together - oops. Sorry." Maebe failed to list terrible in her important list of traits.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 2:30 am
"Wh-- Maebe!" She was awful! Even worse, she made him snort. He wasn't supposed to laugh at something like that! It was too dark! "Yer awful." << Awfully funny!>> Tenya!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 2:36 am
"No I'm not." She pointed out helpfully. "I'm blind." It was the first time she'd said it out loud without crying. She was even joking about it. If someone didn't know any better, they might have thought she was starting to get used to the prospect. But she wasn't. She was just never one to give up a good chance at a joke.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 2:40 am
That made him uncomfortable. He didn't want her to be blind, and he didn't want to accept it as a possibility; even if it meant denying Maebe her right to come to terms with it. It was obvious he was uncomfortable. That is, it would have been, had she been able to see his face. The silence would have to fill that void.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 3:08 am
He wasn't laughing. He wasn't being sassy back at her. He wasn't even huffing in anger at her bad joke. Silence was never Otto's preferred method of enjoying a moment, and Maebe felt that realization sinking down into her heart. She let out a long, slow sigh, and pulled his hand up to kiss the back of it. "I'm sorry." She was so bad at stopping herself before she'd gone too far, in any situation. "I was just kidding. Bad joke. Come on. What can I do to make you smile again. Do you want that kiss for real? No blowing air this time." She had no idea if kissing was going to make up for her crass behavior, but she couldn't think of another way to please him on the fly. "I'll let you cuddle my teddy bears. All of them, if you want. I mean it. Even the ones I love the most."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 3:21 am
She was trying to make it better, and it should ever have been turned into a situation whe she needed to comfort him and his worries. He didn't matter here. maebe did. Maebe was blind, not him. She needed love and comfort, not him. So why... why.. was he the one trying not to cry? Why was silence the only thing that kept him from breaking? Holding his breath just to keep his breathing from giving his instability away. Don't be blind. Don't let something he did in that loss of control permanently destroy a part of her. Be a rock. A rock. A rock. Smile again? How would she know if he did, huh? How would she ******** know... He swallowed hard, burying every painful lump in his throat deep in his gut. "It's fine.." He managed to finally say in a slightly strained attempt at an even tone. His fingers closed around the hand that held it. He didn't like this. He didn't like reality coming to punch him in the face with it's gravity. Gravity he had no control over. None. That one joke of Maebe's had forced him to swallow reality, and give up the illusion of hope he'd held onto. Hope was not a certainty. Saying it might be okay was not an escape. Not for long. But this was about Maebe. Not him. He hadn't a right to upset her here. None at all. "Sorry, I'm fine."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 3:35 am
Maebe waited several seconds before nodding her head, as if she was agreeing. But she wasn't - she was silently making the decision to stop asking Otto if he was okay, because he was never really okay, and it was her job to know that. So she shifted, and hooked her arms under his. She pulled, and tugged, and tried her hardest to get him onto the bed with her, to lie down beside her. She would push and shove him like clay until he was there, lying down, with his back to her. Then she wrapped herself around him, and hugged him as if he was the teddy bear. "You said earlier you're going to go back to your room and be sad about all of this on your own. I'm here to say, ******** you. I get to hold you and comfort you this time. It's about time I was on the other end of this, god damnit."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 3:45 am
He did try to avoid her, or at least resist her. But, it was Maebe. Denying her anything never came easy. But, maybe she needed this. Maybe she needed a body close by that was warm and comforting. If Maebe needed anything at all, Otto wanted to fulfill it for her. It was all he could do, after all. It wasn't until she pulled him onto the bed, and hugged him tight like her teddy bear, did he realize why she decided to trap him like this. It wasn't to make her feel better. It was to make him feel better. No. No, ********. This wasn't fair! Maebe wasn't fair. It wasn't that he minded Maebe comforting him. But there were things that inhibited him from allowing it. For one thing, he couldn't recall too many times he'd helped her, or maybe he'd blinded himself to any good deeds he ever did. Another point was that why would she ever want to hear him cry over hurting her? It was his fault she might never see. His fault, yet she'd hold him like this and say it was her turn to be the rock. His body shook because he fought, tooth and nail, not to be upset. Not to think. Avoid, evade, dodge and run from the reality. The gravity. The large and impressive boulder that was the possibility of a permanent injury to someone he loved, caused by his loss of control. " You ain't ********' fair.." He growled under his breath, his teeth ground tightly.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 3:53 am
Otto had given her some impressive tantrums in their time together, but she thought this one might have been unique. He was shaking in her arms, and she was not bringing him comfort. Maybe she wasn't meant to. Maybe what he actually needed was to face facts, for once - and all anyone had ever done for him was give him distractions to get away from it. Including herself. "Well, s**t." She muttered, trying to turn him around to face her. "Of course I'm not fair. I've never been fair. I've always been a pain in the a** since the first day you met me. Remember that? You fought so hard not to like me. I couldn't get enough of it." She reached up and cupped his cheek with her hand, to be sure his face wasn't pulling away. "Look at me, Otto. Sometimes, you just have to ******** look. Our lives have been really difficult up 'till now. And you and me, we're the King and Queen of running away. If you run from this, I'm going to run, too. I've already been running. So what's it going to be. Do we turn and run?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 4:08 am
He didn't want to face her. He didn't... But he turned anyway, because it was her. "I remember.." He murmured back. He'd resisted her a ver long time. Convinced himself she wanted to suck out his soul or something. Saw her not as a woman, but some sort of supernatural villain. It was funny now, of course. He enjoyed fighting her now, but it was battles of cheek and sass, and not whatever it had been back then. Damn.. she had his head in her hands. Even if he did try to turn away, she had him in her grip. All he could do was avert his eyes. Never for long, because he'd be kidding himself if he aid he could avoid the desire to look at her. Her lips were distracting when they moved. And those eyes sparkled, even when she couldn't see out of them. Because, despite something wrong behind the scenes, they were Maebe's eyes. But.... They couldn't run. It wasn't something he could evade and avoid. Eventually, time would tell, and it would soon be set into stone. Cold hard facts. Maebe would be okay. Or Maebe would be blind. He could run all he wanted from it, but now Maebe was forcing him to see that if he ran? She would too. She'd be forced to play pretend. Like before, when he'd almost allowed himself to deny Maebe her right to poke light fun at her condition with his silence. He could have laughed too, and then run away, and she'd still have been okay. It wasn't fair. He.. he didn't want this at all. He didn't want it to be real. Like a death of a friend, it was a boulder that blocked his path, and forced him to admit it was something he could never move. He grimaced, and he knew she could feel it if her hands held his face like that. It got harder and harder to fight his own emotions. Because for Otto, keeping his cool, and controlling his temper were impossible. It came the same for all others. He was an emotional person. He knew that, no matter how much he covered up every fragile and tender thread inside him with sass, disinterest or arrogance. He tried shaking his head again, because he could feel his eyes grow hot. And he didn't want this. He didn't want to cry in front of her. He didn't want her to....
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 4:14 am
"No?" All she felt was the shaking of his head, and something that could have been a smile, or a frown - she wasn't good enough to tell the difference. "What are you saying no to, Otto? Because if you can't tell already, I'm halfway out the door." She smiled, that carefree smile that always touched her lips when she wasn't taking something as seriously as she should have been. She was ready to ignore everything, if that was how they were going to play it. He just had to choose. "There's a right answer, and there's an easy answer. I just want to know what's our answer going to be."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 4:20 am
She'd run. Easily, she'd do it. She probably wanted to as well. But she was right. The easy answer wasn't the better one. "I don't..." He croaked, failing at fighting the pain in his tone. "I don't want this.." He sniffed back the inevitable sob coming his way, his eyes long past the point that they could hold back tears. He wanted to run, wanted everything to be fine. Just a dream. Just another loopy side effect like kittens and double D boobs. Not this.He was scared. Terrified. His hands held onto her wrists, but he didn't, couldn't or wouldn't pry her hands away from him. Stray tears he couldn't keep back after blinking made them fall, likely over her hand already. There was no point. And if he, they, were to face it head on, then he couldn't hide, could he?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2015 4:47 am
Without meaning to, he was answering her. She could hear the emotion in his voice, finally cracking out. He didn't want this. He didn't want to be responsible for her being blind. And she didn't want to be blind, either. Her carefree smile faded into something tenser, and her heart shuddered with the sudden onslaught of fear that she'd only felt when she'd first gotten the bandages off. She'd run from that feeling ever since. "I don't want this either." She admitted, just as she felt his tears, hot against her skin. She didn't cry, because she'd done enough of that already. But she wallowed in the fear that her blindness had caused, and tried not to drown in the pain. "I'm scared, Otto." Admitting it out loud felt like her heart was being stabbed and split in two.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
