#herecalls

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cont. || @herecalls​

Heart flutters, cheeks turn pink, and the book she's holding slides out of her hands loosely and falls to the floor. Lux usually has a better handle on her empathy channels, but with Mike her guard is always down. It’s a trust thing, she supposes--not having to guard against him so much like she does other people. And when his lips brush her cheek, she feels something more.

“...You missed,” she says simply, leaning in and slowly, gently pressing a kiss to his lips, eyes sliding closed as she melts into it briefly before pulling away. She sits back at her spot across the table and smiles sheepishly.

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@herecalls​ caught lux starry-eyed

Lux has been watching Mike sort books in the library as if it’s the first time she’s seeing him, despite the fact she knew him since they were children. Twenty-seven years does a lot to change a person. Her semi-frequent trips back to Derry to give Mike pieces of her astronomy research in relation to ITs origins have kept her at least somewhat cognizant of what happened long ago--

But right now, all she cares about is how the muscles in his arm tense when he reaches for another book.

She’s not really hiding the fact she’s staring with a hanging jaw.

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@herecalls​ /  ✦ My muse bandages yours due to an injury.

“You have to keep this clean.” The frustration in Eddie’s voice was clear, but it also wasn’t Mike’s fault that he had gotten injured. Still, Eddie seemed to be the best option to help him out, as he had been patching people up since they were kids. It was pretty much how they met Ben. And now, almost thirty years later, it was history repeating itself.

“How did you even get this? You know how easily simple nicks can turn into life threatening infections?”

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@herecalls​ || contd from (x)

Audra nodded gratefully at the invitation, gingerly walking over to the coffeepot and pouring herself a cup. Nighttime in Derry somehow felt even more fragile than nights at home. It was as if breathing too loudly would shatter something, wake something up that needed to remain asleep. Part of her knew that that was perhaps a little silly, that she was just taking care because she didn’t want to interrupt what little sleep everyone was probably getting.  

But another part of her was unsure.

“Thank you,” she said softly once she’d taken a seat opposite Mike. She crossed her legs on the chair, subconsciously making herself small. “I take it you haven’t been sleeping well either?”