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          elena  absolutely  hated  the  way  people  treated  michael  sometimes.  especially  if  those  people  were  the  other  group  of  assholes  he  used  to  hang  out  with.  they  were  always  terrible  to  him,  and  it  just  wasn’t  okay.  she’d  only  gotten  there  when  things  began  to  wind  down,  so  there  wasn’t  much  she  could  do  besides  get  michael  away  from  them.  ❛  i’m  just  so  angry  at  them  for  doing  this  to  you,  and  this  isn’t  the  first  time.  i’m  so  sick  of  seeing  you  hurt  and  them  not  getting  any  repercussions  for  what  they  do.  ❜  she  admitted,  frustrated.  there  was  a  pause  as  she  inhaled  deeply,  sighing  as  she  looped  an  arm  around  his  shoulders.  ❛  i’m  sorry,  i  just  want  you  to  be  happy.  ❜  

          THE  BODY  ISN’T  MEANT  for  solitude  .    the  soul  craves  contact  ,    those  it  can  find  COMFORT  in  ;    it  needs  the  presence  of  you  are  brave  because  you  have  to  be  ,   because  the  body  needs  you  to  be  ,    because  it’s  all  you  know  ,    so  you  take  another  step  forward  .     half  cautious  ,    half  curious    /    you’re  getting  LAZY !    you  haven’t  been  spotted  thus  far  so  you  let  yourself  succumb  ,    shoulders  dropping  as  you  forgo  any  previous  inhibitions  you’d  gathered  to  remain  ALONE.     you  take  another  step  . 

                               SURPRISE  IS  OVERTAKEN   by  fear  .    heartbeat  increases  ,    breath  hitches  in  throat  .    confidence  dwindles  by  the  second  ,   shoulders  growing  stiff  as  you  curl  in  on  yourself  .    let  the  body  do  the  work    :    FIGHT  OR  FLIGHT   !    what’s  it  going  to  be    ?   

                             YOU  HEED  HEED  ADVICE  .  fists  unclench  from  where  they  hang  at  sides  ,   posture  loosening    :    you  open  yourself  up  to  vulnerability    &    you’re  a  child  once  more  .    girl  made  for  war  softens  under  the  offer  of  kindness  .    you  approach  the  fire  with  extended  hands  .    

                                                       ‘    th   -  thank  you  .    ’

                silence stood between them.    nothing but the light sounds of the night,  muted softly by the crisp air,  surrounded them,  but between the two of them,  there was nothing after he spoke.    for a moment,  michael was certain he had mistaken himself.    even though it sounded like a person’s footprints in the snow,  perhaps it was a deer??    or a larger animal that meant no harm.    something leaped in his chest at the thought of a bear and he wondered if it would go away on its own or he wouldn’t make it to see the next day.

            but then the footsteps continued and a soft,  fragile voice,  came through to thank him.    young,  perhaps a girl.    it sounded like a girl,  but under the worst conditions,  a boy could be as soft as that.    and if she was outside by herself in this weather??    michael was glad he had taken the blanket off,  though he regretted that it lost some of its warmth since then.

            he held out the arm that had the blanket draped over it,  moving it in her direction and gesturing.    “    here.    wrap yourself up and get warm.    ”    even if she was dressed appropriately for the weather,  he would still have offered.    he couldn’t see,  didn’t know,  so he wouldn’t chance it.    the fact that she wanted to come to the fire proved that she was cold.

                     TIRED   eyes   focus   to   the   other’s   movements   in   such   a   way   it   brings   an   ache   deep   INSIDE   his   chest,   stirring in shame.  Though,   as   his   hand   was   taken   in   the   other’s   OWN,   he   allowed   it,   watching   movements   steadily.   The   soft   attention   to   knuckles   caused   a   sigh   to   sound   from   his   chest,   watching   the   other’s   movements,   feeling   the   pressure   against   busted / bruised   from   fights   in   past,   &&   present.    “   Stuck    with   you   huh   ?   God   forbid   that.    ”      words   leave   in   a   monotone   mumble   that   graces   from   his   chest.   “    Though,   It’s   not   that   bad   of   an   idea,   as   long   as   it’s…   y’know    YOU.    ”

                                          𝐬𝐡𝐞’𝐬    𝐧𝐨𝐭    𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝    𝐭𝐨    𝐨𝐛𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 .             perhaps    that’s    why    she’s    instantly    a    little    confused .                but    she’s    still    close    enough    to    pretend    for    onlookers    ,             voice    so    hushed    it’s    obviously    only    for    his    ears .                 ❛     okay    ,         𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝    𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎    ,          i’ll    warn    you    first .             deal    ?     ❜           because    she    had    to    admit    ,             the    𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕    𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜   they’d    shared    wasn’t    terrible .             and    she    wouldn’t    exactly    be    opposed    to    needing    to    kiss    him     again .

                “    how about there’s no next time until you tell me your name??    i’m kinda old fashioned in the way i like knowing who i’d be kissing.    ”    it wasn’t meant as an offense,  more as a joke as his lips quirked into a slight smirk,  but the expression was gone not long after.    if it was going to happen again,  he just wanted to know the basics.    her name,  why she really kissed him in the first place,  if she was single.    general stuff,  really.

           ❛      𝐇𝐄𝐘      ⸻     um , you can try it if you want . it’s called cerebro . it’s my very own radio tower . made it myself . it’s got𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 distance on it , too .     ❜     he approaches the stranger && cerebro , putting a hand on one of it’s support poles . mom always told him not to talk to strangers , but how could he not in this situation?? he’s trying to be 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄     ⸻     maybe this guy really does want to try using cerebro .