Deathless // @yuhl sent:
There need never be any rules between us.
Anarchy was the name of the game. At least it was for Jinx. If she did live by any rules, they weren’t rules that Ekko could ever understand. Why tell him that, then? Was he some sort of exception? Some ancient feeling thrummed in his heart at that, and he was quick to stuff it back down -- things were different now, they’d never be the same. Staring at the old friend before him, he stepped forward, one hand perched on his hip as the other ran through those white locks of his, “..No rules, huh? Guess that means I can do whatever I want.”
Ekko captured her gaze then, silent for a time, expression neutral. His eyes betrayed him, of course, hinting at some long-dormant sense of grief and longing, and he could feel it rising up in his chest. His eyes dropped for a moment as he sighed, head angled downward as he peered back up at Jinx. And then, he reached out, lightly tapping the tip of her nose with one finger, corner of his lips quirking upward, “Like this.”








