ask meme weekend: protective prompt cont.
𝐀 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 on venus' features as she feels blaiz's fingers ghost against her cheek. she lets his calloused fingers linger, ashamed to admit that she would gladly sink into such a gentle touch as her eyes flutter closed for just a second longer than usual. when was the last time she was hugged? when was the last time she felt comfort and safety combined? those few weeks after the mountain had seemed tiresome and confining, but now, she wishes for them back. venus must force herself to move her head to the side, her gaze settling on a cabinet near the entrance to the bathroom doors attached to his bedroom. “ i met your best friend, ” venus answers, her voice monotone. she takes a step back, her gaze finding his once more. “ don't worry. i gave her a good kick or two in return. ” yeah, she’s playing it cool. she’s still a little shaken up, even if she hadn’t been at the time. even if she’d asked for it. it still doesn't take away from the fact that her face hurts like hell, though; tori gives a good punch.
blaiz should have known better, than to try something so familiar with her, but he found himself having a difficult time doing anything else. he’d promised to protect her and so far it appeared he’d been doing a terrible job. they’d only been apart for a few hours and she’d somehow managed to be injured, he was slowly beginning to see this was going to a great deal more of work than he’d initially anticipated.
she stepped away and a pang of guilt washed through him, tori. she was going to kill him. i have to find her. the prince had been torn over it for a while, whether it would be a good idea or not to tell her; and seeing venus slightly battered told him he had to. if only to stop her from coming back and finishing her off, something he’d never put past his closest friend. ❝ mm, right. ❞ he replied with a small nod of his head, his eyes closing softly as he reeled in anger that threatened to escape him. he’d done so well in terms of keeping his cool, blaiz would’ve hated to spoil it now. ❝ so what you figured, ‘it’s his best friend let me be extra terrible’? ❞ the prince scoffed, longing to know what was going on in her mind at any given moment.
❝ maybe she could have been an ally for you? ❞ blaiz offered up, knowing it was all purely talk. but he needed to say something to raise concern within her, anything. ❝ she’d much rather see you dead now. ❞ he said a moment later, crossing his arms over his chest. that part was true, tori surely always would have rather seen her dead. ❝ can you just try not insult anyone else? ❞ the prince asked, his tone much softer now. he wasn’t just asking for himself, however much it may have appeared so.