Hiraeth

💢Something about the muse that annoys you? - 13

🔮 What do you see in your muse’s future?  - Holly

Ooooo... actually? My favorite ship for Silas, so far, is a friend's OC, Freya ( @hiraeth-muse ). This may change as things progress or characters may get added to the list x'D Silas is very new for my brain yet owo

How slowly she's coming back to me for writing ;-; (13 is a very important OC for me so there's not much I don't like about her lol)

“Not bad. Better than the ones you usually have filling in for me.” Her lips tug into a smirk, though it’s more effort than it should be and it doesn’t meet her eyes. She’s fucking wrecked.

With a grateful nod, Freya lifts the glass and drains it in one go, sliding the glass back over to him for another. She nearly died on that mission. Least he can do to make up for her being teased with peace and refused it is give her the last of his good whiskey.

Once she takes the glass this time, he leans against the edge of his desk beside her. One hand tips his whiskey to his lips, and the other moves to tug at a bandage over her shoulder. Just checking the tightness, nothing more.

"Y'know how things are when you're not around -" The sentence goes unfinished, Graves not wanting to admit that none of the Shadows listen to him without his perro rabioso. "Lotsa faces I'm sure you won't recognize." But they're not important.

However, when Graves tugs at the bandage, she flinches. Not from pain, not from any physical kind of discomfort, but from the sheer audacity of him thinking he can… coddle her. Her glass is drained before she speaks, as though that saves him somehow.

“Don’t.” Gentle touches aren’t allowed. Not even when disguised. It’s that secret, unspoken rule; they both know what they really want. But there’s this… terror. Pure unadulterated terror, that if they give into gentle they’ll lose everything that they are.

If Freya lets someone hold her, she won’t be strong anymore. And her strength is what makes her. Incidentally, that’s another thing she hates about being injured.

“New faces. Any worth my time?” This time she refills her own glass, taking his to top as well, limping around his desk and growling quietly at just how… difficult it is.

Three months. Three fucking months; longest mission she’d ever been on, but now she was home.

Freya was a wreck. Not from self destruction this time, at least. Just from her job. New scars, new fractures, new bruises; a crutch under her arm that she clearly resented more than the ugly new bullet wound in her hip.

As much as she wanted to just vanish and stop existing for however long it took for this visible mark of weakness to go away, she knew her job. Knew her orders. Report in.

And so, a venomously angry, uncharacteristically limping Lieutenant Maroni invited herself into Commander Graves’ office, paying no notice to whatever or whoever the fuck he was doing before her intrusion.

“Mission success. Target downed. Files are with intel.”

And there goes the sweet little Shadow that had been pining after Graves for longer than he should have. At least he knew what was good for him as soon as Freya had walked in the door. Graves didn't even have to say a word - Freya's miserable aura said enough.

Graves gives Freya a once over, inventories the damage done before turning to pour her a drink. It was never a question of if Freya would get the job done or not, just a measure of how broken she'd be when she got back. This time was worse than usual.

“Not bad. Better than the ones you usually have filling in for me.” Her lips tug into a smirk, though it’s more effort than it should be and it doesn’t meet her eyes. She’s fucking wrecked.

With a grateful nod, Freya lifts the glass and drains it in one go, sliding the glass back over to him for another. She nearly died on that mission. Least he can do to make up for her being teased with peace and refused it is give her the last of his good whiskey.

Shepherd

Freya

Shepherd

Freya

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