Special Story #1: Aureve & Diego
Did you know... that Belle Automata's having a Kickstarter?
We're raising funds for Chronicles 2 and 3. Here's a short story about Diego, one of the love interests of Chronicle 2.
For the first time in a long time, Diego feels... lonely. He stares at the ceiling of his bedroom and wonders on the empty space beside him, not for the first time.
It's not necessary for them to charge together and he told her that but... Aureve had insisted.
"You've been alone for so long, Diego. I won't let you be alone anymore." If he shuts his eyes, he can remember her quiet words as she touched his hand with light, kind fingers.
"It's just a few days, Diego. I'll be back at House Price before you know it."
"Of course you will. I'll see you when you return." He remembers the way he looked at her, smiling as he always did but she saw through him again. She always saw through his smiles.
His mind drifts backwards to the last day before her trip...
"Hm?" Aureve's eyebrows quirk upwards. "What is it?" He sits on their shared charging station, saying nothing as he helps her pack. Diego feigns surprise.
"No-no, it's just... you've been quiet all day. When you help me like this, I like it, of course, but I can't help but worry that I'm a burden to you."
He smiles. "Of course not! It's my pleasure to... to..." He trails off at her angry expression. "Have I said something wrong?"
She shakes her head. "Not wrong exactly. Not if that's how you really feel." She pierces him with a honest gaze. "Is it?" He stares at her, then hands his head, his beautiful curls falling into his face as he holds his face in his palms.
She stands between his long lanky legs to pull his hands away, their fingers intertwining. Slowly she lowers her face to his, the meeting of their lips as gentle as powdered snow drifting to the forested ground. He leans into her touch. He feels like exposed live wire but she handles his heart so carefully that he never feels as though he'll burn up.
"I don't want you to go. What if I forget you?" And to his surprise... There is no exasperation in her gaze. Instead she smiles back at him, so warm, so accepting of even these selfish, childish sides of him. Aureve approaches him slowly, as though afraid of scaring him away.
She stands between his long lanky legs to pull his hands away, their fingers intertwining. Slowly she lowers her face to his, the meeting of their lips as gentle as powdered snow drifting to the forested ground. He leans into her touch. He feels like exposed live wire but she handles his heart so carefully that he never feels as though he'll burn up.
And then? Then she says words Diego didn't know he longed to hear. "Even if you forget me, I'll always come back to you."
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