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"Swetie. Darling. Light of my unlife. I will love you until the end of time but—"
She pinches the bridge of her nose with a sigh.
"—We do not need a Christmas tree this early, nor one this large."
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@keigrey
"Swetie. Darling. Light of my unlife. I will love you until the end of time but—"
She pinches the bridge of her nose with a sigh.
"—We do not need a Christmas tree this early, nor one this large."
@keigrey
"What——why is there——you replaced my entire pantry with peanut butter why."
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SHOVE HIM AGAINST A WALL AND KISS HIM. FOR SCIENCE
You ever see a bird when it’s startled? The kind that puff their feathers out instead of flying away, that let out little squawks of indignation?
Because that’s about the sound he makes--pure shock because for starters, she’s managed to actually reach him in the first place, and two. Well, fucking why? He barely, just barely resists the urge to shove her back. He’s a vain and pretty thing, but he isn’t stupid.
“What was that for?”
Humbly offers a steak.
This is the greatest accident ever. Really, it is. Half of this food she hasn’t tasted in years, so if she’s pigging out on normal food for the first time in three decades, Keira better not say a damn word about it.
Steak, though. She frowns at that. “…I'm—well. I was a vegetarian.”
Enamor Me
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Enamor Me: I will write a fluffy drabble about my character trying to woo yours.
Keira loves her—at least she’s certain she does. They aren’t words ever spoken, but they’re in the way she curls up next to Yun. How she isn’t afraid of what she is. And perhaps she rightfully shouldn’t be when Kei is so much older than she is, but the novelty of it is—nice. And maybe it’s a little strange and a little sappy, but she doesn’t mind it.
And Yun loves her—at least she’s certain she does. And it’s been years since she’s had anyone she truly loved. Sometimes there’s a part of her that is disgusted by the thought, like the connection is a weakness. But Keira is hers, and she will fight and destroy any living creature that tries to change that with the same ferocity that she defends her home.
She wonders if that’s enough though. The unspoken words, the small touches and kisses. The way they curl around each other.
Sometimes it doesn’t feel like it.
But she’s trying, as hard as her little undead heart can try. She finds things Keira likes and brings them to her—sweets and pretty things, shiny stones she collects in the woods, fresh honey and spices. They find a piano and Yun plays for her, the songs she remembers from her childhood, and the few she composed prior to her death. She presses kisses to her throat, but never teeth—she’ll never hurt her, no matter how much Keira’s blood sings to her when she’s hungry.
And she hopes that Keira understands what she means to Yun. It’s like she’s been asleep for so many decades, only to awake once more. Alive in a way she hasn’t felt since she died.
✖ KEIRA
As much as she hates the city, Yun still makes it out every so often to see Kei. Even better—she has her own room during the daylight hours. Sun-proofed and all that.
Which is where she's at now, curled up on Keira's couch with one of her books. "—Is this supposed to be romance? He's watching her sleep."
keigrey
"You smell like the earth." What a polite greeting but—well, she does. And Yun should know, she spends far too much time out in the woods these days.
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"You know it's not really safe to wander around here at night. There's dangerous people around."