#ofoceaneyes

At the moment, he was currently changing light bulbs around the block, his little ladder next to the lamps, him greeting everyone who walked past. Old habits die hard. Which explained why he was inching closer and closer to the old Banks house, even with knowing that no one he once knew lived there anymore. Michael had moved a while ago, and Jack hadn’t heard of the children in ages. Probably for the best, really. 

Minnie pressed her lips softly to the man’s lips. She could see the hurt growing inside of his eyes. She didn’t know exactly why he was hurting, but she knew she should fix it, needed to fix it. “I don’t know what’s wrong, but I want to make it better,” she whispered. Her hands slid around his waist, holding him close as he silent fought his battles. She held him for a moment longer before standng on her toes and kissing him again, trying to take all the hurt and pain from his mind, hoping that her kiss would solve all his pain. She heard him try to speak and shook her head. “It’s ok, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. Just know that I’m here.”