#yourdearhart

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“ turn the pain into power. ” (for Haru) ( @yourdearhart​ )

“Is that what you did?”

Brow raised curiously towards the deer that stood besides her, gently blowing into her hands. It was slightly colder today and it was evident enough in how bundled up she was.  Haru let out a soft sigh as she moved her hands from her face and stuffed them back into her jacket pockets.

“If you use all your pain up, then what are you left with? It’s good to be powerful and all, but...--”

Small hum escaped her lips as she swayed from side to side, silently enjoying his company once more. It’d been far too long since they last spoke like this, so naturally she wanted to enjoy the time a little while longer. Who knew when he would decide to up and leave all over again.

    Lilac eyes snap open at the sound of a car stopping abruptly as it blares its horns and without much hope of stopping considering the small incline, but an incline nonetheless helping her pick up speed she grabs the handle bars and attempts to swerve away rather poorly. In her panic she collides with the front side of the vehicle and she’s on the floor thankfully without much injury other than a possible scrape on the knee or elbow.

    Crap! Juno jumps up. She bows apologetically, not paying much mind to whoever’s behind the dark glass other than having disrupted someone’s day. “ Sorry! I’ll get out of your hair right away! ” By Rex how embarrassing! She begins gathering her belongings, at least what has managed to spill out of her messenger bag and her bicycle’s basket. Walking over to pick up her sketchbook and dust it off.

it was  PITIFUL  of him,  standing here with  minor  to  no  wounds while the boss was sitting on the ground in pain.  he was brought there to help louis,  not be completely useless  --  granted in their fight,  he was good at being anything but useless . . . but that didn’t change the fact as follows;  he was too distracted in his own scuffle to keep an eye on the one that he’d meant to protect. now he was stuck, staring down at the other with regret present on his face. just as louis was no doctor,  clearly he wasn’t either,  but he’d survived more than a few bullet wounds in his life,  it all had to amount to something, right?

      by no means was he blind to the reason louis wanted to keep him at such a distance;  not many herbivores would feel comforted by the presence of a feline carnivore while they were bleeding profusely.   ❝  yea,  but  ---  ❞    (   can you walk?   )  asking something like that of the boss was foolish,  the answer would always be a firm yes.  even if he was physically unable to walk,  he didn’t doubt that the deer would put his all into trying just to prove a point.   ❝  i can he . . . lp.  ❞  the lion’s words come out slow,  his eyes trained on the wound on his leg.  watching him peel the fabric of his pants away from his leg   would   have been painful to watch  --  if he wasn’t a carnivore. 

there’s nothing fun to do when you stop being a crime boy

     ❝ you’re just ONE person! one! and as much as you want to believe you         can do everything by yourself, you CAN’T! ❞

their relationship was indeed an odd one ... one she thinks about often. but even that aside, she knows how he tries to push himself. how he tries to take the brunt of everything all on his own. people need help. everyone does. and she wants to help him. somehow. in any way she can! she does ... still care for him, after all. the rabbit looks down for a moment, a soft sigh passing her lips. 

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“NO!!”

       The protest left her mouth and jerked her out of the horrible world she was trapped in. Her eyes were still squeezed shut as she thrashed and kicked her foot out hard, connecting it with something near her. The grunt of her assailant should have satisfied her but it was too familiar. 

       Her ears perked as her eyes slowly opened to see his concerned face. Rare for him. Sometimes it seemed like he wore the expression of stone. Louis. Passionate, steady, and strong. Her heart was slamming in her chest like she’d ran a marathon in her sleep. It’s rise and fall was rapid even in her pause to see him.

       “Louis.” She wrapped her arms around him and clung to him quickly. The rhythm of her heart pulsed through her. Even though she knew she was awake she was still frightened. “It was..” She tried to explain but it left her so quickly. The harder she tried to chase the nightmare in her head the further it ran from her. Each breath against him slowed and she turned her head to the curl of his neck. It seemed stupid now, that she reacted like that.