late into the night, henry took to candlelight and pored over the books beatrice had stolen, complicated terminology worming its way into his aching temples until the tiny, faded words began to swim in and out.

and all he could think about was her. eva. 

closing his eyes, he set the book down, massaging his temples. how had this happened? how could he have let someone he barely knew worm his way into his psyche like that? self-deprecating thoughts roared in his throbbing temples, beats of blood coursing through his dizzied mind.

she could never know. if she never knew, there would never be hope for... anything coming out of it. he would let her stay for as long as she needed and then she would leave. sooner or later, everything would be exactly like how it used to be.

... did he even want that?

a noise startled him out of his thoughts, dark eyes lifting to find...

Send one of the following! (angst)

“Hey—” Great, now he had gone and made her upset. 

If only he could master his powers faster, he’d be able to bring all her memories to the surface. But no, he hadn’t even come close to finding a way he could help with his powers. He thought talking was helping – but look at where they lead them. 

“Yes. That makes me very mad.” Jordan said with a huff, though the tone of his voice doesn’t reflect his words. He does reach over her to grab the remote, so he can pause the movie they were currently watching.

“I’ll go make some more. Do you want anything while I’m up?”

Send me ☔ for a starter where your muse finds mine laying down outside in the middle of a thunderstorm.

The boarding school was getting out for the day and the students were rushing to their rooms instead of running outside and hang around the building. Well, all the students except Jordan. He heads straight into the rain, looking up at the sky before sitting down on the pavement in front of the school.

He’s simply sitting silently in the rain, staring down at the dogtags he held in his hand. Suddenly, he doesn’t feel the rain on his head. He looks up to see none other than Eva Wei holding an umbrella over his head.

He had seen the earth team’s race and man, that looked pretty brutal. They won, sure, but it had to be rough and the pilot and gunner were probably hurt. Chiro announced he was going to go see them before his team could complain before hopping aboard the motorcyle he could now call his before speeding over to the Earth Team’s pit.