athru: (and i'll be your safety)
raven "daba dee daba die" darkholme. ([personal profile] athru) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet 2016-09-03 01:34 pm (UTC)

Don't, it wasn't your fault.

[ It's not said harshly, not when they're both on the edge of emotions bubbling over, and she reaches, wrapping her arms around his neck and moving to press her forehead into his, to lean close and let herself bask in the fact that he's here. There's no little house hiding him from Apocalypse, no hands around her throat, no threat of death on the edge of her vision, and the desperate panic she felt moments before calms, ever so slightly.

She still can't bear the idea of letting go, and she grips at him with all her strength, afraid that if she leans back for even a moment he'll slip through her fingers again, go flying out of sight, the basement all over again. ]


We had to protect you - I wanted to protect you. It's fine, it's - it's done now.

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