♔ ━ STAR KISSED ** ᵃᵖ

                                            childish snorts escape his form  ;  ALMOST SMOKING feet now halted on rubble & head tilting to get cheeky expression into view .   “  WHAT blind spots ?  ”    despite the satisfactory performance,  & a desperately needed prideful tone     own pride in execution numbs boy of a   ‘ THANKS ’ .

                          AN  EXAMPLE   is  made  through  brightly-lit  starbolts  skimming  just  the  boy’s  sides  before  he’s  off  running  once  again .   a  similar  issue  wally  had,  where  mind  went    too  fast   for  his  feet  to  catch  up,  causing  an  opening  where  he  least  expected.  surely  they  were  working  with  the  boy  to  remedy  it ,  and  seeing  as  she  lacked  the  ability  of  super-speed,  she  would  leave  it  to his  other  mentors. 

                            ❛           PROBABLY,   BUT    I  appreciate   that   ‘bout   you.   same  old,   same   old,   people   are   still   tryin’   to    kill   me   and  i   try   t’   kill  them.   it’s   a   ‘give   and   take’   relationship,   really.   what   have   you   been   up   to?    and   careful    what    you   wish   for,   kory.   don’t   jinx    it.   m’not   in   the   mood   for   a   spontaneous   alien   invasion.             ❜

              whether it’s the feel of her hands wringing the tension out of him, or the ache in his chest at being so close to her, at the gentleness in her voice, but he can’t bring himself to refuse her.  will a few hours lost make such a difference, in the long run ?  he wants nothing more than to wrap himself up in her, but whether it’s the truth of his feelings or just the nostalgia of what they once were, he can’t quite place.

and oh, being around her, it makes him feel young again.  like he’s seventeen, and the sight of her smile alone could make his heart beat right out of his chest.  would it always be this way with her, he wondered ?

hands catch hands, fingers loose around hers  ;;  the warmth and softness of her skin against his is keenly familiar.  he knows how easy it would be to just fall back into her, like he’d never left, like they always did, but she wants to talk, and he’s all too aware of how deeply they need it, even if actions were always far easier than words.

❛  it can wait.  ❜     the chair turns to face her, and he meets her gaze with a brilliant smile, the kind that seemed to only ever be reserved for her.     ❛  what did you want to talk about ?  ❜

        SHAKY  BREATHS   are  taken,   the  familiarity  of  his  digits  curling  round  hers  almost  overwhelming,  skin  tingles  before  it  warms,   gaze  softening  as  it  catches  his  own.   and  within  those  seconds  of  eyes  meeting  clear  blues , she  is  reminded  why  she  longer  for  him.  kindred  souls  reach  out  to  each  other,  as  they’ve  done  countless times  before.  how  long  would  they  share  this  insatiable  need  for   NEARNESS    before  parting  ways  yet  again.  it  shatters  her  every  time,  and  yet  she  comes  right  back  to  it  asking  for  more. 

her  only  weakness  has  ever  only  been  him.  all  else  she  has  overcome,  but  to   FORGET   him  was  her  crux.  full  lips  part  in  search  of  breath,  palm  not  caught  in  his  grasp  sweeping  up  to  delicately  brush  the  collection  of  ebony  tresses  spanning  the  width  of  his  forehead,  smoothing  down  the  side  of  his  face  to  rest  atop  marble  cheek.  

❝   i miss you. ❞   there’s  no  remorse  in  saying  what  is  felt,   more so  a  sense  of  liberation         like  weights  being  pried  off  her  chest,  stopped  from  crushing  brittle  lungs.  ❝   we might not be together anymore,  but i hate that every time we part, you become a stranger.❞   she  knew  why,  though  she’d  rather  turn  a  blind  eye  than  recognize  it.   every  time  they  came  together,  even  as just friends ,  they  ended  up  falling  right  back  where  they  had  left  off.  

                               ‘  hint taken  .  ’     ADVICE WAS registered .         as it took all his willpower to refrain from making the repetitive mistake of saying FIRST THING on bloodless mind .    ‘          i think should take up the first offer of SILENCE, shouldn’t i  ?  ’

                           SMILE SPREADS   with  ease  ,  happy  that  point  was  proven  regardless  of  how  bruised  his  pride  might  have  been  left  .   it  wasn’t  as  if  kyle  had  any  bad  intentions  ,  he  was  GOOD  AT  HEART  ;  whatever  nonsense  that  consequentially  spewed  from  his  mouth  might  only  serve  to  make  him  seem  ill-natured  when  that  wasn’t  the  case.  perhaps  he  might  use  this  to  his  advantage  ,  surely  the  hero  needed  some  practice  in  forethought .  

COMPOSURE  ENSCONCED    to  tapping  digits   stretched   /   laced   around   the  column  of  her  neck.   no  pressure   on  these  lissome  shoulders,   that  once  carried  the  weight  of  the  world  and  now  see  themselves  lifted  by  a   pair  of  slender  arms.   where  VULNERABILITY     makes  others   feel   weak,   he   feels   strength.  he  feels   REINFORCEMENT  (  what  doesn’t  kill you   only  makes  you  stronger,  after  all   ).    a  HUM  drips  from   honeyed  tongue,  the  tension  still rife  in  bone - caged  flesh  IGNORED  for  the  sight   below. 

“  god,   it  feels  SO  good  bein’  the  passenger  for  once.    and  yeah,  spider - man.  that’s  me.   also,   let’s  just  say  we  keep  this  between  you  &  I,  okay?  ”   

                           OF COURSE   , she  gained  nothing  from  boasting  about  saving  him.   &&  knowing  how  seemingly  FRAGILE    the  egos  of  earth  men  were ,  she  wouldn’t  dare  tell  a  soul.  regardless  a  soft  snicker  rumbles  at  her  chest,  to  have  been  witness  and  savior  both  at  once  was  the  most  satisfaction  she’d  get  out  of  this  situation. 

                 ❛           STAYIN’  IN  sounds  good.  i  mean,  we  already  got  food.  what  else  do  we  really  need?  i  won’t  bore  you  with  some  dull  case.  same  shit,  different  day,  really.                              hey,  what’s  that  supposed  t’  mean?  y’know  what,  nevermind.  you’re  probably  right.         ❜ 

               ❛           REASONABLE.    and  i  know,  i  know,  gotham’s  been  busy  as  always.  y’know  how  it  gets  sometimes.   what  d’you  wanna  do?      ❜

“  — thanks  for  the  CATCH.  ”   slender,   sun-kissed  arms  played  the role of a  heavenly  saviour,  PREVENTING  the  spider from  a  liberated  dance  with  DEATH.    gravity’s  pull on  the young man  was  with an  INSATIABLE thirst,  an  infantile  TANTRUM  that’d  see him plummet  to the  earth’s core ;     had it not been for the alien whose  grip   he’d directly  fallen   into.  a    strayed  situation he finds himself  in,  idle  joints  weave  together  around the  nape of her neck for  steady  support.  “ you do  this  often? catch  guys  in  mid-air,   I  mean.  seems to  me like you’ve got a   little  experience  with this sorta  stuff.  ”

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                             SLOW-SPREAD   of  lips  brighten  battle-heavy  countenance ,  gracing  him  with  the  honor  of  her  smile.  perhaps  she  had  gained  a   HABIT    of  rescuing  falling  men  from  near-peril.  not  that  many  of  them  noticed  or  thanked  her  for  it  .  boisterous  laughter  like  church  bells  on  a  sunday  morning  but  more  refined  and  sophisticated  resounded  through  thin  air  as  secured  grip  hastes  him  towards  the  grasp  of  safety. 

                                         gentle digits that flow against features are APPRECIATED ; in how   (  often tense  ) muscles under marred && DISCOLOURED skin loosen to her touch .  despite the QUIET HISS due to pressed && fresh sensitivity       THERAPEUTIC vocables meet with just as healing hands that now frame sculpted visage && ULTIMATELY keep the outlaw at ease .    “ nothing i couldn’t handle with some NON-LETHAL TACTICS. ”

                          && optics dart to crimsoned knuckles ; bust at worse && TACTFUL at best .   trigger-happy fingers are duly noted to STING for quite a few days now      albeit, worth it in hindsight .  “ you should’ve seen the OTHER GUYS . ”  && JEST comes to blanket situation , SNUFF OUT the inflamed injuries  .   “ we got any ice ? ”

    THIS FAILS TO   quell  rising  anxieties ,  jade  gays  saddening  a  fraction  because  of  them.  were   all  men’s  reactions  to  dealing  with  pain  solved  by  leaving  offender    WORSE  ?  it  seemed  so.  glowing  fingertips  radiating  warmth  leave  his  face  in  search  for  ragged  palms ,  her  own  turning  over  his  so  as  to  inspect  BATTERED  knuckles.  pearly  teeth  sink  down  upon  smooth , full  lips ;  indenting  with  a  mind’s  preoccupation  upon  the  other’s  true  well-being.  

he  would  never  ADMIT  it  vocally ,  but  worse-for-wear  state  exposes  the  rawness  of  wounded  flesh.    

flowered  fingertips  tangle  between  curled  tresses ,  soothing  as  golden  features  falter.  she  never  liked  seeing  him  HURT ;  though  it  lay  a   recurring  sight .    

❝  what trouble did you get into tonight ?  ❞    soft-spoken  syllables  meant  not  to  immediately  reproach,  though  disappointment  encroach  within  the  realm  of  good-natured  curiosity.  

                                                  despite words   ;   the ebony-locked lantern never felt MORE BLESSED  .  &  hazel irises that move across tawny flesh of the tamaran’s face ;  from frown to fiery gradient tresses  &  back to thistle-lacquered mouth       (  that speaks NOTHING BUT REASON  )

          ‘  i can be quiet .     when my mouth’s busy .  ’    damn .    cranium had assumed to take up silence to PROVE A POINT .    nevertheless, a point was proven.    (  albeit, not his )

                            YET ANOTHER   sigh  falters  off  rosed  lips,  point  proven  where  it  ought  to  be   HONORED   .  softened  palms  bend  at  the  wrists  to  encase  sharp  cheekbones  on  an  angular  face ;  he  was  so  pretty ,  it  was  such  a  shame  his  thoughtless  speech  might  ruin  what  natural  charm  he  held.