You hit me once
I hit you back
You gave a kick
I gave a slap
You smashed a plate over my head
Then I set fire to our bed
My black eye casts no shadow
Your red eye sees no blame
Your slaps don't stick
Your kicks don't hit
So we remain the same
Blood sticks
Sweat drips
Break the lock if it don't fit
A kick in the teeth is good for some
A kiss with a fist is better than none
I broke your jaw once before
I spilled your blood upon the floor
You broke my leg in a return
So let's sit back and watch the bed burn
Blood sticks
Sweat drips
Break the lock if it don't fit
You hit me once
I hit you back
You gave a kick
I gave a slap
You smashed a plate over my head
Then I set fire to our bed
For the full song, look up Kiss With a Fist by Florence and the Machine.
I just think fighting is such an important part of their relationship - it's practically what it's built on, so I wanted to point all this out.
Also, I'd like to know how many of you would like to see an EMDR session, because otherwise I don't know how many chapters this is going to be. Feedback is important!
Fighting turned out to be another bad habit.
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Simon and Baz went a whole two weeks in the new flat without snapping, and then one day Penny came home to find them screaming at each other from opposite ends of the living room. They were shouting so loud that none of their words were distinguishable, but when Simon made to leap for Baz's throat, she reacted instinctively.
"ANATHEMA!" she screamed, and they both froze where they stood, half lunging at each other.
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Anathema was not a spell. It did not have years of usage or countless magicians dissecting its nuances. But after eight years of being the only word standing between them, keeping them from actively tearing each other apart, it had its own power over the boys.
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Simon and Baz looked around at Penny with similar looks of anger, panic and confusion. She swallowed.
"Sorry," she offered. "I just was worried you would wake the neighbors."
Simon's leg (he was only standing on one) wobbled, and he fell over. Baz straightened with a sneer and, casting a single look of contempt over his shoulder, stormed out of the flat.
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The thing was, Simon and Baz were good at fighting. Really good. They had had a lot of practice. They knew all their buttons, and what would happen if they were pressed. They knew which insults were true and which ones were said only to inflict pain. They knew which ones to stay far away from. They knew the right and wrong fights to have, and the right and wrong situations to have them in. They knew the difference between bickering, arguing and fighting. They knew they should back down. They knew how to be angry at each other, and not let it interfere with what they did or how they felt about each other. They knew how to fight the good fight.
Mostly.
The only thing that was different about this fight was that it was their first real-full-blown-shouting-match-bordering-on-physical-injury-fight since they had gotten together, and for a moment it felt like anything could tip them in the wrong direction. For a moment, they weren't sure if they could argue and then almost immediately recover, like they had before. For a moment, it had felt like they really had chased the other away for good.
They did so love to be dramatic.
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Penny didn't see what happened after Baz left and Simon went to his room, banging the door shut so forcefully the whole flat complex shook. She didn't see Simon curl up in his bed with his head in his hands, trying not to panic. She was asleep by the time Simon got it into his head to fly over to Fiona's flat, only to almost trip over Baz, who after leaving had immediately slumped down on the other side of the door and sat there with his back against the wood for hours, never leaving the complex.
All she saw, was the next morning, when Baz was sitting in his silk pajamas on the kitchen counter, swinging his legs and watching a bare-chested Simon make coffee. Not a trace of their previous fight evident in any manner or expression.
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The weirdest part was that they never apologized.
Never, not once did she see them say sorry to each other. For anything. Not for the years of fighting, or for accidentally bumping into each other. Not for whatever their argument had been about. She didn't know whether it was because they knew without having to say anything, or because they were never sorry about anything. She supposed that they just never felt the need to.
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"What were you guys even fighting about?" asked Penny, accepting a cup from Simon.
Baz glared at Simon over his coffee. "He pulled my nose!"
Penny's eye twitched.
"What."
"It's not my fault! It's just there," said Simon, gesticulating wildly with a coffee mug at Baz's face. "And it's too high and there's a bump and it's still crooked from the time I broke it! Do you know how long I've wanted to just tug it back into place-"
Penny cracked a smile. "So it isn't straight?"
"That joke was beneath you, Bunce," said Baz, shaking his head in disappointment, while Simon flailed awkwardly in the background.
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Things we fight about:
No. 1 – Baz's nose.
No. 2 – Therapy.
No. 3 – Baz's level of alive-ness.
No. 4 – Simon's level of usefulness.
No. 5 – Baz's smoking. (You're flammable!) (So is everything.) (They'll kill you.) (I'll kill you.) (I'll kill both of you morons.)
No. 6 – What color Penny should dye her hair next. (Dark blue. Something subtle and elegant.) (Neon pink and green streaked!) (Stop writing nonsense, Snow.) (You two are ruining this list!)
No. 7 – Who is the better supervillain. (Don't even argue with me on this one. I almost destroyed the whole magickal world.) (On accident. I'll give you points for sheer obliviousness, but you cannot comprehend the intricacies involved in true evil plotting.)
No. 8 – Favorite Doctor in Doctor Who. (10 and 11. What? He's funny! Also, New Who.) (As ever, you fail to appreciate the classics. All the best doctors, like 4, are in the early series. I will agree with you about 10, because David Tennant, but 11 and everything else from Steven Moffat is despicable.)
No. 9 – Anything and everything.
No. 10 – Everything else.
Let's all thank my beta readers for - finally - editing this, and watching Doctor Who. Because I know absolutely jack shit about it.