Seven Sentence Sunday (i didn't even try lol)
thank you @henrygrass @lemonlyman-dotcom and @heartstringsduet for the tags! been super busy but I want to get slightly back into the swing of things before my semester starts, so i've cooked up this snippet from the supernatural!au:
"He is different," TK insists. "He gave up hunting for me. Because he loved me enough to see past… this." He gestures to himself.
Harper's claws come out, glinting softly in the cabin's casted light. She doesn't look like she's going to attack him, but she does look frustrated. "The way I see it, there's nothing to look past. And I don't think loving a person is a good enough reason to stop killing people. You shouldn't be killing in the first place."
TK's never questioned Carlos' decision before. For a moment, he considers it: falling in love with a person with no blood on either of their hands. It would be simple. Ideal. They'd never have to worry about someone coming after them, looking for revenge.
But this street goes both ways. He's killed for Carlos, too—the manticore when they first met comes to mind. That was necessary, and yet TK didn't feel like he had a choice. Either TK didn't do it and Carlos died without the antivenom, or he killed and Carlos lived. He knows, even back then, that he'd do it in a heartbeat.
"That's a reality that people like us don't get to have," he says quietly. He bares his claws, too—a show of solidarity. "But I don't feel bad for defending what's mine." His eyes meet hers without wavering. "I think we're the same in that way, so I'm going to help you."
Her head cocks to the side. It almost seems like she knows the answer to her next question: "And your husband? What does he say?"
TK feels a flicker of guilt. There's something else, too—just a touch of anger. He'd seen the way Carlos had gone to defend the other hunters, and as much as he'd like to be nonchalant about it, it hurts that TK might be the only thing keeping him from going back to that life.
