the death of us
THE LOST BOYS RP: Star x David
Starter for @starcrossedblog
The boardwalk was blinking neon chaos in the distance, but up here, on the cliffs, the world was silent enough to hear the heartbeat David was systematically trying to stop.
He remembered finding her on that beach....a lost thing with eyes that looked like they were already mourning her own life. Max had told him she was bait for fresh blood. A necessary tool. 'Wendy' chosen specifically to domesticate his lost boys and ground them with a counterfeit sense of home. Max wanted her to bring a touch of warmth to a nest of runaways who had forgotten what a real home felt like. But David had seen something more.
"You’re doing it again" David said, his voice almost soft, lacking the sharp edge he usually reserved for her. "You’re looking at the horizon like there’s somewhere left to run. But we talked about this, didn’t we? No more running. No more being alone." He reached out, his gloved hand cupping her jaw with a tenderness that felt real, even if it was designed to stifle. He thought of the bottle he’d pressed into her hands, the half-truth he’d whispered about staying together forever. He hadn’t mentioned the hunger, or the way the sun would become an executioner. He’d just promised her a home and to be with him.
His gaze wandered toward the cave entrance where Laddie sat.....