*drapes coat around Media + cheek kiss*
she hums at his gesture. they waltzed under the pale moonlight, the sea breeze sending a chill. the DAZZLING CITY LIGHTS provided the magical backdrop. the scene of a MOVIE. her heels echo the sidewalk, the TECHNICOLOR madness had enveloped them once more. her bright blue digits fell upon his chiselled features, so refined. his coat acting as a warmth against the HARSH chill that whipped her exposed skin.
“ mmm, aren’t you a DARLING. ” leaning her law into his soft lips. placed so DELICATELY. fuchsia cascaded through her cheeks, PALE PAINTED LIPS curved at his touch. the new gods were sleek, ADAPTABLE. their fingers entwined, it was a RARE moment for them to be alone. their trail of BLOODSHED had ceased for a second. their bodies the ONLY thing that had mattered. the moment was pictured. FROZEN. yet far from a photograph. media allowed her defence to fall, VULNERABLE yet still grand.
the war had BATTERED them. bruised them. but their dedication and DEVOTION to each other had survived unscathed. she was careful to call it love. the romanticism of such feelings had been deadly. in FAIR VERONA did two star-crossed lovers die. a beautiful SUICIDE. if she had been human, she could give herself FREELY to him. perhaps even WORSHIP him. yet she was a god, and being such a deity had restraints. the target had been placed on their backs, enemy fire waiting to STRIKE.