@tiptate ‣ ❝ i do not want to be a person. i want to be unbearable. ❞
HOW TO TELL THE wild thing that her wild is not her curse ? malia is the gnash of her teeth , blunt despite the azulean glow of her eyes ; it’s the first warning that she is gearing up to either run or lash out and isaac wants neither response . so he doesn’t approach , even though he wants to . even though he thinks maybe he could if he tried , maybe she would let him if he did . but he’s not going to risk it .
❝ okay . ❞ easy , easy . isaac does not want to fight ; he’s not looking for one and he doesn’t want to cause one ( it always feels like he’s the one that causes them ) . he doesn’t want to fight , but this feels like the makings of one . how to tell the wild thing that her wild is not her only ? it is not her all .
there’s sweat beading on the back of isaac’s neck , dampening his hair ; nerves taste like salt , like blood in the mouth , like a threat . he addresses her anyway . ❝ why do you have to be one or the other ? stiles is the most unbearable person i know . ❞ it’s not what she meant . but there’s a point in his poorly timed humor , somewhere ( how to tell the wild thing that she can be human and she can be wild ? ) . isaac ducks his head , but maintains eye contact , his golden gaze locked onto hers like sights set . ❝ do you want me to call you unbearable ? stop leaving your dirty clothes at my place when you leave . use soap when you do the dishes . stop slamming the toilet seat lid . ❞ small disturbances to appease her , but now he’s trying not to smile . ❝ you’re annoying as hell , mal . happy ? ❞
