[ The truth of the matter was C.C. was as tired as she was old. She's taken a million baths, eaten thousands of slices of pizza, and had lovers that she can't even remember their faces. It should all be boring, mundane, and leave little to be desired but here she stays to hear what he has to say.
And most importantly, the way he says it. Instead of arrogance and a total disregard for the moment, he speaks with a vulnerability that felt odd coming from his lips. Sentimentality, maybe, but he was wearing his heart on his lack-of-a-sleeve for right now in hopes of soothing wounds C.C. has long since buried underneath layers of a disinterested exterior.
The immortal was unlike anyone he may have crossed paths with. No ninja, alien, time traveler – whatever the fuck the world threw his way... C.C. lived as her title of witch would assume: bewitching those close enough to catch onto her spell. The demeanor of Jason has changed, making her fingers move up to press into the bottom of her eyelids – as if double-checking a phantom fear that her Geass had returned. That those around her would love her, would covet her, and find her worthy.
No. It wasn't that.
He speaks, she listens – but when he acts? The tug brings her tiny frame towards him, where her side presses into him briefly – her bare, wet form a pressure he may not be use to. Yet... she understands where he was getting at. With slosh of the water around them, she turns until her back presses into him. Her head docked under his chin, tilted to the side lazily as her fingers graze down to the side of the tub again to brace herself.
He can feel a heartbeat, he can feel her warmth. The woman long since meant to be snuffed out in this world alive. A reminder that Jason was not alone, just as he wanted. ]
You have a habit of complicating things. Everything, actually. You have obligations to me I won't let you get away from, even if we share a bath. Do you understand?
[ The softness in her voice grows stern, reprimanding as if they both can pinpoint the risk involve puts them on edge. It was alright, they lived life that way already. ]
No matter what's happened to the past, the pain we both have. Your life belongs to me.
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And most importantly, the way he says it. Instead of arrogance and a total disregard for the moment, he speaks with a vulnerability that felt odd coming from his lips. Sentimentality, maybe, but he was wearing his heart on his lack-of-a-sleeve for right now in hopes of soothing wounds C.C. has long since buried underneath layers of a disinterested exterior.
The immortal was unlike anyone he may have crossed paths with. No ninja, alien, time traveler – whatever the fuck the world threw his way... C.C. lived as her title of witch would assume: bewitching those close enough to catch onto her spell. The demeanor of Jason has changed, making her fingers move up to press into the bottom of her eyelids – as if double-checking a phantom fear that her Geass had returned. That those around her would love her, would covet her, and find her worthy.
No. It wasn't that.
He speaks, she listens – but when he acts? The tug brings her tiny frame towards him, where her side presses into him briefly – her bare, wet form a pressure he may not be use to. Yet... she understands where he was getting at. With slosh of the water around them, she turns until her back presses into him. Her head docked under his chin, tilted to the side lazily as her fingers graze down to the side of the tub again to brace herself.
He can feel a heartbeat, he can feel her warmth. The woman long since meant to be snuffed out in this world alive. A reminder that Jason was not alone, just as he wanted. ]
You have a habit of complicating things. Everything, actually. You have obligations to me I won't let you get away from, even if we share a bath. Do you understand?
[ The softness in her voice grows stern, reprimanding as if they both can pinpoint the risk involve puts them on edge. It was alright, they lived life that way already. ]
No matter what's happened to the past, the pain we both have. Your life belongs to me.