Heine x Nill
Touch
It was cold again. The sky above the trashy city was covered with smooth gray clouds. The church was warm at least. Ernst usually it kept it that way. He didnt like the cold that much either. Heine Ramsteiner stuffed his chilled hands into his pockets and tucked his chin beneath his collar, barely catching a whiff of the cigarette smoke that was coming from Badou's direction.
"Well anyway- thatnks for your help today man." He sighed , running a hand through his bright red hair. "I'm gonna head o ver to Buon Viagiio. You wanna come?"
Heine sighed and gave it some thought. It wasnt that he minded the food or the people there or anything, but he was too tired to make the trip to the surface.
"Nah I'll pass this time around. Say hi to the crew for me." He said stepping up towards the church.
"Whatever man , see ya around. "
Heine watched Badou walk away before entering the church. The gentle blast off warm air was comforting, and tingled his cheeks. He closed the door behind him and walked up the aisle about halfway , before sitting down and tilting his head back. He closed his eyes and almost lost himself in the bad memories that always threatened to overwhelm him. Insane laughter, the warmth of blood fldding over his body. He heard footsteps and lifted his head up only to see Nill standing over him , her ivory colored hair curtaining his face. Her eyes flickered with a worry that didnt need the words she couldnt form .
"Hey..." He muttered."Just you today?" He asked. Nill nodded. She leaned over the pew, crossing her arms and just stared at Heine. He put his fingertips to his temples rubbing away a headache that wasn't completely there.
"It's happening again..." He said quietly. "Everytime I close my eyes, it's there- waiting for me in the darkness." He saw the image of his otherself, raged and bloodt thirsty , holding out a hand to him. He wasn't paying very much attention , but he flinched out of surprise when he felt thin arms wrap around him. He tilted his head only to see that it was Nill. She leaned over the pew, gently pulling him into a soft but strong embrace. It was only then that Heine got a feeling for how small she really was. Literally. Her arms snaked around his neck and held him close. He could even fell her chest press up against his back slightlty. His cheeks flared red, (though whether from the cold or embarrasment no one knew). For only being fourteen she was pretty well built there. He closed his eyes , savoring the feeling of being held by a person in such a caring manner. That women used to hold him like this, but there was no feeling , no emotion. With Nill at this moment, it was different. He couldnt explain it, but it was the most comforting feeling ever. He leaned against her , her hair was soft against his cheek . Taking a long cold breath, he caught a scent of something sweet , almost like a mix of flowers and a faintly sweet candy.
"Are you wearing perfume ?" He asked. He saw her cheeks turn rosy too , her eyes darted to the floor in embarassment as she nodded slightly.
"Another gift form the bishop huh?" He said with a smirk. Nill nodded again slightly. Heine raised his hand and pressed it to her cheek.
"It suits you."
Nill just relaxed a little and let her arms loosely hang over Heine's shoulders. Heine just smiled softly . It was warm.