kamikaze

but her clever turn around left him fishing for a proper response. from how she had settled at his wrist guard, to how eyes seemed intent on taking him in he’d been left with a confession of his own. 

’ usually i don’t hold conversations with strangers this long without things turning hostile. especially with a woman. ’ the last bit had a subtle curl to his lips, an obvious joke. but even then his shoulders began to relax to a degree. the only apparent threat remained nothing more than ionian wildlife grazing nearby, likely concealed. but the weight of his prior statement however, left him willing to elaborate again.

         her free hand is brought upward to tuck a lock of blonde behind an ear before her fingertips promptly return to his arm, their movements halting as her fingers simply settle around his forearm. the touch feels heated under her skin, though she’s not sure if it’s him or simply her - as she’s felt the embarrassed heat emanate from her skin ever since they’ve met.

“You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”

“Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”

“You smell really nice.”

“Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

“I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”

“If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”

“Here, let’s share the blanket.”

“You’re comfy.”

“You are my new pillow.”

“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”

“But I want to hear you sing.”

“We can talk over dinner.”

“Don’t be stubborn. Try it!”

“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”

“Will you let me rub your back?”

“Care to give me a back scratch?”

“Star-gazing was a good idea.”

“You look beautiful/handsome in the moonlight.”

“I’ll always be here for you.”

“I’ll be here to protect you.”

“I think I love you.”

“You are my love.”

“How about something warm? It will will help you sleep.”

“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Don’t be silly. I want to stay up with you.”

“It is not morning yet.”

“Shush and go back to bed.”

“I heard you talking in your sleep.”

“Your bed head is really cute.”

“We’ll do dishes together.”

“How about a kiss?”

“I love your hugs.”

the brief expulsion of a chuckle might have shown his amusement at the others words. rather suddenly it had become entirely easy to lose himself with her company. a rarity if anything else, no weapon, no need to keep himself on the defensive either. but even so, a ruse had always been a possibility. but to destroy such a picturesque display of ease and comfort sounded far more evil than the likelihood of deceit. still his attention drifted to blonde hair, particularly her gaze alone had a breath leave him. shoulders encouraged themselves to lower in much the same fashion before he finally spoke. 

’ can’t say i pictured my evening playing out this way, but much like the wind i’m not complaining. ’ a subtle look to her features threatened his attention but her confession did bring lips to curl. but the gentlest of confessions did cause sights to roam back to features. congratulated, he did grin slightly at the notion. 

         it’s his words that snap her away from her trance, her eyes widening a bit in surprise before she quickly settles back down once more. the mage shifts to face the other more head on, taking a daring notion to scoot closer and gently drag the edges of her fingertips along the bare skin of his arm and onto his wristguard, noting the silver finish. “ i did not either, though i feel the same. it’s nice to have company every so often; being lonely isn’t something i want to spend my life doing. ” the thought brings a frown to her features, although it is quickly replaced.

’ zaun? you’ve come far, janna. ’ but she had been astute, the observation worthy of confirmation. ’ that’s right. what gave me away? ’ purely teasing the blonde, there had been a lingering desire to keep her companionship, to learn more of her already. she had been calming in a way yet energized, attractive most certainly. but there had been other appealing options other than merely the physical. he’d sympathize however with her desires, most definitely so.

’ much like the wind, i can’t linger in one place long. i can’t say it’s for cultural enlightenment however. ’ baited as he was, the tug tempted him to refuse departure from her hold. each step drew him closer to where she had been seeking comfort and he’d oblige. hardly bothered by the close proximity, a closer look in the moonlight might have given way to the woman’s immaculate appearance hardly tarnished by travel it seemed. he on the other hand had been a near polar opposite, contained wild hair, scarred features, even his hands had been rough.

grunting slightly when he settled beside her, a mere press to the blade’s hilt helped prevent him from being snagged against wood. hands braced themselves instead atop his knees, he hadn’t relaxed quite yet. 

“Pleased to meet you, Janna” He said, realizing how friendly she was

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t my favourite weather lady? Could have warned me that the snow was coming before I left for three months.” He teased, his genuine delight to have a guest radiating from him.

“Hey, you’re bleeding!”

“Can you move?”

“You will be fine, I promise..”

“Don’t you dare to leave me. Not now.”

“We can get you fixed in no time.”

“Please get up.”

“I refuse to believe it will all end like this!”

“You won’t die, not on my watch!”

“Ouch.. that must hurt “

“Shit, wait.. I’ll patch you up.”

“What were you thinking?! You could’ve killed yourself!”

“I came too late..”

“You should’ve told me earlier.. I could’ve helped you!”

“I swear to god if you die on our way back I’ll kill you.”

“It’s nothing, just a scratch.”

“Look, no need to fuss over me. I’m fine!”

“Well, you see.. It’s a really long story. Will you help me or not?”

“I can’t make it.”

“I am dying. There is nothing you can do about it.”

“It’s not your fault, okay?”

“It just hurts… hurts so goddamn much.”

“Are you going to let me suffer more?”

“There is no happy ending to this.”

“I have been through worse…”

“I’m not going to lie, this is not how I planned this would go down.”

“They came out of nowhere.. I couldn’t react in time.”

“How bad does it look?”