No grave can hold my body down; I'll crawl home to her
tw: mentions of death (it's reincarnation au)
The evening sun grew timid around the grassland as you lay with your lover.Ā āDo you think weāll be together? Even in another lifetime?ā You questioned, and his heart skipped a beat. He didnāt know how to answer that, he hoped for sure. He hoped for a lot of things, but this? He bordered on desperation when it came to this. Loving you for only one lifetime wasnāt enough. He wanted a thousand different lives to live and thousand more to love you in. But he simply looked at you as you rested your head against his chest. āYes. Thatās not even a question worth asking.ā his chest rumbled as he spoke those words ā sure, confident and certain.
āBut what if fate decides toāā you were cut off before you even got those words out, āFate has no business telling me how and when I can love you.ā When. Not If.Ā You couldnāt grasp how words that seemed so simple clawed out your heart so that he could hear it drum better.
Did you know? An invisible red thread of fate connects those who are destined to meet
The moment you both first met, it was as if your soul had let out a relieved sigh, you heard your heart skipping a beat, as if to make space for him between each heartbeat. You never wouldāve guessed heād become the very blood in your veins.
the thread may stretch or may tangle,Ā
And you werenāt ready to see that blood drip out. You werenāt ready to let him go to death. But death came anyway, took him away, and then came for you too. Youād crawl out of your grave to see him one last time, knowing heād be there in front of you, dirt under his nails.
You registered the smell of him, before the smell of coffee. This was supposed to be a quick thing, coffee before work, yet you collided with a man. He steadied you with a quick āSorryā, you looked up at him and the world around you was tuned out.
His hands lingered a second too long, voice like the one that had been haunting your dreams your whole life. You nodded, unable to trust your voice as you went ahead, walking towards the exitā no longer caring about trivial things like coffee.
All you could think about was that the eyes of that stranger seemed so hauntingly familiar. You made your way out of the coffee shop, but your heart was thundering loudly, as if it was trying to scream someoneās name into your ears. You felt someone running towards you and you turned aroundā the man from the coffee shop. āIām feeling guilty for the coffee, let me buy you a drink?ā his voice smoothed over the crowd. You found yourself agreeing without thinking, āSure, but I really have to leave for work right now.ā He thought over before taking out his phone, āThen give me your number." you did as he said, your fingers on autopilot
"How about 6 in the evening?ā
āSure.ā
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