#arc.tba

Ebb away the frozen shards that kept you under. The carbonite was cruel, a haunting reminder of how much that had been lost. But you still searched for her. Despite it all, you had red hair on your mind. The flash of red, the haunting reminder. You cannot remember exactly if you both had gone under or if it had just been you alone. Bucky breathes out. The air here is cold. He needs to find a better layer of clothing. He believes this is Hoth. He does not know however what year it is. The last time he was awake, order 66 was what had him and Natasha running from death.      @solereus​  / because i love you gates and you deserve a confused bucky

It is dangerous. He is not mortal man and she should not be so deeply attached to him. The seas have been his home for so long. He is aware that neither of them should be this close. Sometimes he wonders if fate had caused it when he had seen her saved as a child. None the less it concerns him, how easily she allows him under and to slip into her skin. He breathes for a moment, eyes glancing towards her.    “You should be more careful. It’s still dangerous to be alone in these parts.” 

He watches her backside as she moves. The mangled affairs between his brother and himself were ones that he wished he could have forgotten about. The way that he allows himself to breath in air is on a whim of being alive still.  Genji knows his fate was cursed the moment that Hanzo was born. His entire upbringing was following his older brother’s footsteps. Sometimes he really hates that about his childhood. He knows what it’s like to be the rebellious sibling, the one that is the outcast because they don’t care for the world they were told to be in.     None the less he spits blood from the corner of his mouth, red eyes looking back at her. “Hasn’t Caleb said enough. Why pour salt in a wound that you already know is there?” Genji says dryly at her, eyes narrowed.

He let you kiss death before you plead for a bargain. You stopped breathing for six minutes before he let you scream again. Genji’s body had been rebuilt at what cost? His humanity, his life, everything he was. There was no good ending for what he had endured. Not after the amount of blood that had lingered in his frame. The amount of served nerves and what had been erased. The demon standing before him is taunting him. It is an echo, a cruel reminder that he is less than human without the grasp around his soul.   Red eyes flicker to Caleb’s frame. If he wanted he could cleave his head right off of him, but Genji is knows enough that he knows it would be unwise. That it would be better to keep him alive considered the entanglements that have to do with his flesh and bone, and his soul. Genji purses his lips for a moment, trying to mask his features.              “And you have a stick up your ass, don’t you have a sister to bother?”     Hanzo should have tried harder to erase his heart.

It had been a surprise to say the least. Genji had not expected Jesse to be able to make it out to see him. They hadn’t seen one another in ages, but it was also the fact that they knew seeing one another wasn’t always going to be a thing. Genji’s heart had a lot of love for the other man, but exactly getting him to himself was a thing that didn’t happen too often. Not to mention the years spent in the states felt like years ago now.    Genji none the less lights up like a child when he sees Jesse. He can’t help the fact that he flings himself into the older man’s arms. The cowboy hasn’t changed one bit and he’ missed him. Gods has he missed him.  They make the distance work as tiring as it can be sometimes with timezones and how cranky they can be. But standing here now, Genji is overjoyed because Jesse had shown up.     None the less he catches his fingers with Jesse’s expression soft at him. “I thought you said you were coming next month.” He can’t help the fact he’s a bit overjoyed but also a little bit emotional. He’s missed him. He’s missed his boyfriend a lot. He knows that teasing tone in Jesse, and he wants to just curl up into him for hours back home. Genji just likes to settle close to him. He just really likes the soft affections and having Jesse home.       But what surprises him more is the resident card that Jesse produces.  Genji is pretty sure he can feel the hot wet press in his eyes. It had been a ring first and now seeing a resident card, Jesse is full of surprises and Genji can’t help the fact he’s more than a little bit emotional.  “You...” he can’t find his words right away.  “That’s a resident card.”  Genji can’t get out the words right away.      “Uh huh.” Jesse mutters with this soft little smile. Genji could get lost in staring at it. He leans up on his toes to kiss the corner of his mouth, soft not harsh or anything dirty. Just a simple softness because this is perhaps the best gift he could get from anyone. Genji none the less keeps his fingers laced with Jesse’s and despite his jetlag he knows Jesse wants to do whatever with him.        “You said you wanted to check out that cafe? The one with the cats.” Genji mutters softly to him. He’s beaming though, keeping their fingers intertwined as they walk. He can’t get over the fact that Jesse is staying with him. And there’s this little afterthought of “You get to live with me.” All soft towards him. “Jesse, you are moving in with me.”      Jess laughs warm and sweet, and Genji feels like he’s coming home all over again.

            “I love you.”  Those three words have always been enough.