Colors
Movie/Comic: Old Guard
Pairing: Nick/Joe
Disclaimer: This characters do not belong to me.
Hey! This is Joe's POV of my fanfiction For the Greater Good of God, and his feelings trough the centuries. Again, English it's not my first language so please be gentle!
It started with hate. A blue flame that was
cold and yet, burned.
Hate for he invading my land, killing my people, hate for the cross he wore, hate for killing him so many times and yet, the bastard was alive, and so was I.
After hate was fear, I didn't know what I was, or why Allah would make me this way, but it was comforting not being alone, even though he was my enemy.
Months went by and we were traveling together so it was curiosity. A yellow flame that lighted up every day longing for his company. I was curious about his language, his home.
Years went by and it was definitely admiration, a orange fire, Nicolo was the kindest and sweetest creature I've ever know. I no longer hate him, but I really hate those who sent such a good man to fight a brutal war. I was also enchanted for the sky in his blue eyes, the sound of his laughter, the softness of his skin.
With intimacy the admiration turned into love, the purple flame that burned me inside every time our hands touched and every time we crossed eyes, I no longer saw his perfect drawn lips with curiosity, but pure desire.
And one day I simply let the purple flames scape through my lips, embarrassed and fearing rejection, cause what such a beautiful and kind man would see in myself? The purple turned into pink when I heard that familiar sound of his laugh, he said he was waiting for long enough, and was glad it finally came out.
So a red fire lighted up and raised to the sky, consuming everything in his way, consuming every touch, every kiss and every inch of our sky, shaping us together, uniting two bodies and two souls from the very beginning to the end of times.
And after all this centuries, the fire still burns, a strong red flame that keeps my chest warm, every time I put my eyes on him. The admiration the desire and the love, all together at the same time.A red flame that can never die, even if do cause we came together and we will go together, and my love for him will still be burning in this world, when all flames run out, till there's nothing but ashes.