rough touch ( ALL THE ANGST )
MEME // 24. My muse roughly kisses yours.
Didyme was always nervous when Marcus was gone, but this time seemed worse. Over half the coven was gone, fighting the Romanians. It was a battle that was a long time coming. Marcus had assured her before he left that they had been planing this for months, they had the upper hand. But that didn’t make her feel any better. Nothing would make her feel better until her husband was back here, safe.
Her time was spent alone in their room, she paced back and forth, worry filling her with uneasy energy. She found that she couldn’t concentrate on anything. Her thoughts were constantly with Marcus. Was he okay? Was he hurt? Was he - no, she couldn’t go there. He would come back to her, and tell her how silly she had been for worrying. He had to.
When the news came that they had returned, Didyme was the first one there greet them. She grabbed her husband by the arm and pulled him away from everyone. When they were away from prying eyes, she pushed him into the wall. Roughly grabbing his face, she pulled him down to her height. Her lips met his in a hard kiss, filled with days of pent up worry and frustration. Thin fingers twisted tightly into his hair, and when she pulled away her black eyes were shining fiercely.
“You are not allowed to leave me. Ever.”