#during that process

demelurina:he hurt me,he hurt you,he hurt us. we share the same pain and maybe its not healthy,maybe we're not good for each other and i don't know what we are exactly but i know that i'd bring you his head if it meant you could sleep at night.

tuggoffelees:i could tell you about the way his eyes light up when lightning sparks from his hands. i could tell you that every time he kills someone,his eyes lose all that light and i take him outside,far away from the others,and he screams for what feels like forever and he cries and i hold him and say i'm here,you're here. i could tell you that i've memorized everything there is about him:his smile,his laugh or the softness of his fur. i could tell you that i used to be scared of loving him because i knew that there'd been a day where i left and never came back;that i'm still scared of when that day will come. but until it does,i'll spend this life hearing him call me a terrible bore.