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𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 : a semi-selective, sporadically active multimuse penned by 𝒄𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒍𝒊𝒏.
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did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
did i fall off the face of the earth…… maybe. but im gonna be over here now!
no matter what they’ve said to each other or how shattered things have become, devon knows she could never turn him away. the worst part of it all was that he didn’t even have to be bloodied or bruised— he could have appeared on her doorstep dead sober and she still would have opened the door and beckoned him inside. because of course she still cares about him; he’s her biggest weakness, a soft spot upon her soul. she can only feel it growing the longer she tends to him, trying not to think about how she can feel his gaze casting over her as she does so. no, she needs to stay focused, to finally learn to stick to some kind of boundary to preserve what remains of her heart, but it’s difficult when they know each other so well, when she can so easily be transported back to a time when it was always just the two of them in this kitchen, laughing, talking, caring for one another. it’s probably why she reached for him like she did, to calm him, put him at ease like she had so many times before. this was what they did for one another, regardless of the circumstances. it’s why her teeth chew at the inside of her cheek at his apology, quickly shaking her head. “ it’s okay, really— you just can’t sue me if anything gets infected, ” attempts a smile, then, knowing full well she had zero clue what she was doing or if any of it might help, merely operating on pure instinct and a desire to offer him comfort, ease his pain however she could. doesn’t know how well she’s accomplishing that, though, judging by how he winces at her actions, muttering soft apologies under her breath in the aftermath, certain he’s going to tell her to stop, or that she shouldn’t be concerned with how much he drank tonight and the size of his pupils. he doesn’t, though— what he does say leaves her breathless, giddy, really, a soft smile stretching across her features instantly, followed by the heat of her cheeks as they begin to glow red. she turns away because of it, heading to the sink to wash her hands, hoping to conceal just how it affected her, how weak he makes her, still. “ god, yeah, you’re trashed, ” and she doesn’t know if he actually is or not, nor does it really matter, but it’s easier to believe he’s only saying it because he’s had a few drinks. but it sparks something inside her, suddenly angry that he said it at all, that he still possesses such a hold on her. she’ll tamper it down, though, push it away because it wasn’t fair to take it out on him in such a state. wears a tight expression as she finishes at the sink, turning around to face him once more, moving to lean against the back of the chair next to him. “ why would i say it just to make you feel better ? i wouldn’t lie to you about that, ” okay, maybe the words are tinged with a hint of bitterness, unsure if he might even catch it in his state, but they fall regardless. head falls forward at his comment about how happy she looked opening the door for him last night, brows furrowing with surprise because she doesn’t remember it like that, at all, unable to disguise the slight shock in her voice. “ i did ? ” and she has to stop herself from revealing the truth like she would have previously, letting him in on the secret that no, she wasn’t actually happy at all. sharing all they hid from everyone else with each other was a hallmark of their relationship— they lost that, though, after what transpired the last time she saw him, when they started lying to one another, as she said that night. “ i was, yeah. or i am, anyway— finally. ” and that’s her lie, one she tells to fletcher and herself, too. “ he hates it, actually, ” she chuckles, now settling in the chair next to him. “ that shouldn’t matter to you, though, right ? i mean, you never really tried to get to know him, did you ? don't know why what he does or doesn't like matters to you now. ”
in this state, he’s unsure why his level of intoxication matters so much, not when it was only the truth that had breezed past his lips. a truth that is, sure, admittedly, a lot easier to come after a few drinks over the course of the night, but it held strong, nonetheless. he doesn’t allow himself to think about the alternative, either, that if his night hadn’t panned out in the way it had, he might not have worked up the courage to see her at all. that he would’ve retreated to his hotel room, each and every night, here, in the same city, yet completely unbeknownst to her. that familiar pang in his chest returns, from the mere thought of it, that their lives are moving in separate directions, rather than intertwined like they once were. it’s easy enough to forget, however, when she’s smiling at him like that, when he’s watching the shade of crimson spread across her cheeks, causing his heart to stutter in his chest, to skip a beat entirely, as a subtle smile of his own tugs at his features to match. “ only a little, ” he assures her, even though it’s clear he’s underestimating, based on the glassy look to his eyes, to the series of events he’d gotten himself caught up with tonight, now with the injuries to show for it. “ but that doesn’t mean i mean it any less. ” because he was being truthful; something that has failed him, the past few encounters they’d had. he can sense the shift in her, as she turns back around to face him; notices the change of expression on her face, no longer with a smile, or flushed cheeks. it causes him to shift in his chair, for his shoulders to become taut, as that word is thrown around— lie. they’d both done their fair share of that, hadn’t they? his shoulders roll into a shrug, as his gaze follows her, taking her in at this angle, even as his eyes narrow in the slightest. “ no? you just lie to me about other things, then? ” and it wasn’t fair, not in the slightest, but it slips out before he can think any more of it, before he can think further about how she looked, opening her front door to him, tonight. that familiar ache in his chest makes a reappearance, remembering how she used to look that way when they were together, when he used to be the one to pull that from her. still, he nods, to say yes, that she looked happy, to say that he missed seeing that from her. the ache deepens, however, at her words, feeling his head drop, as they settle in the air between them— finally. “ finally, ” he echoes, needing to say it aloud, for it to solidify. wants to ask what had changed, since the last time they saw one another, if he’d really given her the push to move on, like he’d insisted. “ so, what— you’re like, in love with him now, or something? ” that wasn’t fair of him to ask either, not really, but it slips out regardless, trying to keep his face unreadable as she sits down beside him, tries to ignore the slight tremble in his hands, at the mere thought of it. there’s a lump in his throat, one that he can’t swallow away, angling his head to face her. “ right, yeah… no, you’re right. it shouldn’t matter, ” and yet it does— it always has. “ is that what you wanted me to do, then? get to know him? ”