fall down & break
Summary: I need you like rain. ::beckendorfsilena:: or, what if I told you the sky wasn't blue?
Notice: AllHuman; AlternateReality; Angsty; NonLinear
i.
How it starts—their rainy romance—is with heartbreak.
vii.
"Tell me a story," the angel demands, although not harshly.
He kisses the top of her head and says with eyes that whisper alright, "Once there was a boy who loved a girl. The end."
There are a million questions on the tip of her tongue, but she voices none.
iii.
Her father—his cold eyes, hard posture, frigid persona—and mother—the ethereal beauty, the perfect soul—do not approve of this boy, this juvenile, this delinquent in this terrible, terrible world.
v.
She sees his parents and thinks of how hers should be—warm, caring—like his.
His father the mechanic; his mother the angel.
She looks, and envies.
ii.
Her family demands perfection—she runs to him for solace.
"Why," she sobs, "do you even love me?"
He holds her close and breaths her scent, as if this will make troubles and pains go away. "Because," sooths he, "you are beautiful. You are perfect. You make me laugh and smile. You are amazing and always there for me.
"Because," he finishes, "you are you."
She looks up, hope in her eyes and a smile in her tears and thinks, Why are you so perfect?
vii.
"I love you," he says.
She smiles like the moon, says it back, and it does not reach her eyes.
Sometimes the memories are worth the pain.