Hi all! This is my first attempt for Bellarke line in 100. They are really great "not yet" couple, so I wanted to share a few of my thoughts on their life on the next planet. Hope someone will find it is interesting.
THUD! "…he wants me…"
The painting fell on the floor and I jumped from a surprise. We laughed. We laughed like we always do.
"He wants me."
What a silly thought! His tanned hands picked up the painting. His dark eyes checked it for cracks. It was fine. It was fine, just like us.
"He wants me."
I frowned to an annoying thought. It wasn't true. It couldn't. Even though he and Echo were long over, even though we spent every freaking minute together, even though I used to our casual hugs and kisses on foreheads, this thought was not true, it couldn't be!
"…he wants me…"
He critically looked at the painting on the wall and joked about art being not his thing. I smiled. I wanted to ask why we were hanging this painting in his house then, but I knew why. We both knew why. It was my painting.
"He wants me."
I let my gaze linger over his back more than it was appropriate, but less than I wanted to. The painting was hung. I needed to go, but I was standing and looking at him. Silly. He asked if I wanted something to eat. I didn't. I said "yes". We both knew that I didn't. He cooked terribly.
"He wants me."
Eggs were burning in the pan. I was teasing about wasting food. He was playing cool and throwing bits of pepper my direction. Could we stay like this? Joking around at the thresholds, hunting early Saturday mornings, kissing each others feverish foreheads, embracing each other a bit longer than it is necessary. We could, but…
"..he wants me."
I washed two plates and lied that eggs smelled fine. He pinched my waist and took the plates from me. I kissed his cheek and sat at the table, smiling in relief. He looked at me and I saw that he knew, we both knew:
"I wanted him too."