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THE SILENCE, THE SILENCE,       THE BLINDING ULTRA VIOLENCE!

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I am RED with LOVE~                                           Ft. @warprose 

       ALTHOUGH  SHE  TRIES  NOT  TO  LAUGH,   kat  still  cannot  help  it.  because  john  bender  is  one  of  the  few  people  she  can  relate  to  (  and  because  watching  someone  stand  up  to  her  teachers  is  always  hilarious.  )  glancing  at  the  boy,  kat  smirks  and  offers  him  a  nod  before  leaning  against  her  chair.  most  people  were  afraid  of  him,  but  not  katerina.  ❝  you  see,  mr.  morgan,  i’m  not  the  only  one  having  trouble  with  the  purpose  of  the  assignment!  ❞  

         A   POUT   SETTLES   ON   GLOSSY   LIPS,   chin  resting  on  her  hand  as  she  sits  next  to  him.  ❝  you  missed  chemistry  class.  is  everything  okay?  ❞  a  beat,  head  tilting  to  the  side  as  she  leans  forward.  ❝  mrs.  aldrich  assigned  me  as  your  new  partner  for  lab  so  --  we  have  to  do  the  assignment  later.  when  are  you  free?  ❞

      𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇  𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐒  𝐎𝐔𝐓  𝐎𝐅  𝐇𝐄𝐑,  book  closed  shut  as  hazel  hues  fall  on  his  figure  /  noticing  that  his  mind  seems  to  be  elsewhere.  it  is  nothing  new,  really,  harry  being  distracted  --  but  hermione  is  growing  more  and  more  worried  about  him.  not  because  of  school  (  though  merlin  forbid  they  fail  their  exams!  ),  however  she  worries  he  might  be  pushing  her  away  /  drowning  in  dark  thoughts  and  letting  the  wrong  person  in.  ❝  harry?  ❞  she  calls  out,  head  tilting  to  the  side.  ❝  is  everything  alright?  ❞

              TRUE  PRIVACY  IS A  RARITY  for  the  two  of   them ,  with  how strict  her  parents are ,  but  her  mom’s  out  of town  for  the  weekend  and  percy has  the  house to  herself .   her  father  is  blissfully  unaware  of  this  fact ,  which  is the  only  reason   the  house  phone isn’t  ringing  every thirty  minutes .   she’d  shyly  extended  the offer  to  come  over  during  lunch  the  day  before , half-certain  that  he’d   laugh  and  say  he  had  better  things  to  do  once  he  found  out  she  wasn’t   talking  about  tutoring .   but   he  hadn’t .   and  he’s  here ,  with  her ,  a  half-empty pizza  box  on   the  floor  nearby  and  the  tv  turned  on  low .   bender  is . . . different  here ,  more  at  EASE ,  his  walls  not  quite  as  high .   she  always  likes  him , but  she  thinks  that  she  likes  him  best  like  this :   alone  with   her , conversation  easy  and  rambling ,  safe  from  prying  eyes   and  parents  and  responsibilities .            

               and  then  he says  that ,  and  all  she  can do  for  a  moment  is  stare , brow  furrowing  slightly as  she  tries  to  swallow  past   the  lump  situated firmly  in  her  throat .   he’s  left  her  truly  speechless  this  time ,  stunned  by   his  sincerity .   percy’s a  smart  girl ,   but  she  can  be  OBLIVIOUS  –  so  oblivious ,  it  seems ,  that she  never  saw  how  very much  she  means to  him .   she  navigates  her  relationships  with  the  motto  better  safe  than  sorry ,  assuming  the  least  of  those  around  her  so  she  can  avoid  the heartbreak  that  comes  with  discovering  someone   cares  about  her  far  less  than  she  thought .   but  here  they  are ,    and  there  he  is ,  strangely  beautiful   in  the  flickering  light  of  the  television ,  strangely  sincere  in  this  little  haven  they’ve  created .  

            ‘  bender ,  i —  ' she  thinks  she  might  cry ;  she  feels UNWORTHY  of  such  a  grand  statement.  she’s  still  at  a   loss  for  words ,   so  she  just moves  closer  to  him ,  closes  the  distance  and  presses  a  clumsy  kiss  to  his  lips .   it’s  a  quick  thing –  she’s   too  nervous  to  initiate  anything   else  –  but  it’s  a  kiss .  a  nervous  little  laugh  escapes  her  as  she  falls  back  on  what  poetry ,  though  she’s  certain  he’ll  tease  her  for  it :   ‘  of  everything  i  have  seen ,  it’s  you  i  want  to  go  on  seeing .   i  love  your  orange  laughter .   ’

@warprose​ sent from this meme:  [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s ( hb )

Lily breathed a sigh as the two met for an embrace, those bright, yet exhausted blue eyes peering up into his goldens as his human arm wrapped tightly around her, keeping her close. She in turn wrapped both arms around his torso, placing her chin upon his chest while gazing up to him. The intimate moments they shared will always make her melt, make her body feel at ease, her heart beat so strongly and her lips blossom into a soft smile. How wonderful it felt, for a usually rough man such as him to go soft around her, and to feel so safe that she could let her guard down and be vulnerable with him.

When he leaned his head down, resting his forehead upon her own, another light sigh left her as she reached a hand up to the right side of his face. Slim fingers gently messed with the sideburn along his jaw before she ran her thumb over it, smoothing it back down. After taking a moment to enjoy their closeness, she then pulled back a little, taking the chance she had ( it’s not often that he was close to her level ) to place a sweet kiss to his left cheek, then tilted her head back just to plant another on the spot just below his horns. Satisfied, she returned to where they were previously, with his forehead pressed to hers so she could continue to bask in the glow of their intimacy.