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Protecting the Protector
He seems so innocent - almost harmless - when he sleeps.
I peer through the darkness to watch his long lashes cast shadows upon his chiseled face. He is at peace. I can sense it as I lie in the circle of his arms. And I know it's because I'm there, my body the reassurance he needs even in sleep. While I'm within reach, he is certain he can protect me. Outside, in a world where I too am a warrior, it is harder. Though his face remains unreadable, I can sense the tenseness of his body as he steals a kiss when we part ways each day. There's also the undercurrent of concern in his voice as he tells me to be careful. I don't think he ever stops worrying. He's always afraid for me, never for himself - and that's what I fear.
I've seen him tense at the slightest sound of danger and put himself between it and me. I've seen him kill people without blinking an eye, using whatever weapon he has or just his bare hands. I've seen him dodge bullets and jump rooftop to rooftop. And it seems so easy for him...well, of course, it would be. At times, I forget he's a trained assassin. It's just become hard for me to reconcile that image with that of the worrying lover I've found in him. He tries to hide it, but I know I worry him with the lifestyle I lead. Yet, he says nothing. Rather than cage me, he sets me free. He just makes sure he's a step behind to watch my back and make sure I'll be alright.
I know it's because the burden of our past lives hangs heavily on him. Each is a dark mark on his soul. He could not save me then, so he strives to do so now at any cost - even his life. He protects me, but who will protect him? I cannot stop the life I live without losing a part of myself - or angering the Witchblade. So, I must go on with him right behind me. I try not to take unnecessary risks, but can I really avoid them? ...I couldn't protect my father, my friend, or my partner. And I can't even protect myself. How can I protect him? I know he's not invincible. He's human with human flaws. One day he might not be fast enough to dodge the bullet meant for me. ...And despite the ties that bind us, I know that Iron's hold on him still runs deep. If that man were to push the right button... When Ian falls, what will I do? How will I go on without him?
I don't think he knows that he means that much to me. And perhaps, that's why he's almost reckless with his life when it comes to protecting me. He's always felt unworthy...inferior. It took him so long to accept that I care about him and I'm certain it'll take even longer for him to accept the depth of it. I have to make him see that. It is the only way I can protect him. I have to show him that it is better to live rather than to die for the one you love. Until that time comes, I can give him these unguarded moments... These moments of love.
Protecting the Protector
He seems so innocent - almost harmless - when he sleeps.
I peer through the darkness to watch his long lashes cast shadows upon his chiseled face. He is at peace. I can sense it as I lie in the circle of his arms. And I know it's because I'm there, my body the reassurance he needs even in sleep. While I'm within reach, he is certain he can protect me. Outside, in a world where I too am a warrior, it is harder. Though his face remains unreadable, I can sense the tenseness of his body as he steals a kiss when we part ways each day. There's also the undercurrent of concern in his voice as he tells me to be careful. I don't think he ever stops worrying. He's always afraid for me, never for himself - and that's what I fear.
I've seen him tense at the slightest sound of danger and put himself between it and me. I've seen him kill people without blinking an eye, using whatever weapon he has or just his bare hands. I've seen him dodge bullets and jump rooftop to rooftop. And it seems so easy for him...well, of course, it would be. At times, I forget he's a trained assassin. It's just become hard for me to reconcile that image with that of the worrying lover I've found in him. He tries to hide it, but I know I worry him with the lifestyle I lead. Yet, he says nothing. Rather than cage me, he sets me free. He just makes sure he's a step behind to watch my back and make sure I'll be alright.
I know it's because the burden of our past lives hangs heavily on him. Each is a dark mark on his soul. He could not save me then, so he strives to do so now at any cost - even his life. He protects me, but who will protect him? I cannot stop the life I live without losing a part of myself - or angering the Witchblade. So, I must go on with him right behind me. I try not to take unnecessary risks, but can I really avoid them? ...I couldn't protect my father, my friend, or my partner. And I can't even protect myself. How can I protect him? I know he's not invincible. He's human with human flaws. One day he might not be fast enough to dodge the bullet meant for me. ...And despite the ties that bind us, I know that Iron's hold on him still runs deep. If that man were to push the right button... When Ian falls, what will I do? How will I go on without him?
I don't think he knows that he means that much to me. And perhaps, that's why he's almost reckless with his life when it comes to protecting me. He's always felt unworthy...inferior. It took him so long to accept that I care about him and I'm certain it'll take even longer for him to accept the depth of it. I have to make him see that. It is the only way I can protect him. I have to show him that it is better to live rather than to die for the one you love. Until that time comes, I can give him these unguarded moments... These moments of love.