BEZUKOV, PIERRE:
dear & awkward , bewildered pierre is left erect as the gaze which flows through his spectacles lands on natasha . how long ago since he has last seen her , nearly confessing his affections & only saving himself by telling her he could no longer see her . in that time , andrei & helene breathed life , & though natasha was not chained to andrei as pierre was to his wife , it felt as though a cage encaptured her too . yet they are free — he has said this to her once . if i were not myself , but the brightest , handsomest , best man on earth … & if i were FREE … i would get on my knees this minute & ask you for your hand & for your love . presently he still considers himself an oaf , looks bland & mind unable to compare to scholars ( though he enjoys studying immensely ) , & farthest from the best man to walk the earth . pierre has accomplished little , finding success in achievements such as becoming a drunkard & gaining weight . yet suddenly with her here reappearing in his life & both spouses deceased , he is no longer looking at the past , but rather the future .
❛ natasha ? ❜ a giant foot reaches outward to take a step forward , large statue awkward but emotions bursting within his face .
@patriotborn
pierre had left her ALONE. the last she saw of him, her lips were almost pressed to his & her heart was almost full------ but he had got up & left. there was nothing that natasha could do but stare at his figure as he walked away from her. there were no other words exchanged except the feeling of his lips on her hand, then the CHOKING sound of her tears. she didn’t want to believe that him leaving would be the end of what any kind of relationship those two had, but after andrei had PASSED, she believed her love life was draining. she sat alone now, the house suddenly has been quiet, despite people passing through day in & day out; she was ALONE. she was about to leave the house, needing AIR more than anything------ when suddenly there was a voice. there was a voice that she had not expected, & she froze for a moment, turning to face pierre.
❛ pierre . . . ❜ she could have cried on the spot, but she didn’t, instead she ran, so quick to pull him into her arms. was she angry with him when he left ? yes, of course she was, he literally LEFT for the war. she thought in her head so many things that she could have said to him if he ever returned, but now that he was here, she was ready to fall to her knees & thank the gods that he had returned. ❛ DEAR pierre ! you’re here & you’re so well, words cannot express how i feel right now, they will never be able to express it. ❜ but actions could. she wanted to kiss him, but the last time that she had tried, he didn’t let her, & he left. that was probably what had made her mad, what made her feel UNWORTHY of any love that he could have given her. ❛ i’ve missed you. ❜
