the angst!bunnies have returned. and there was much rejoicing. oh, and SPOILERS for ep 25 folks. aight? -fireun
There were times to pretend to be strong; to show the world that nothing it could sling your way could put a dent in your armor.
This was not one of those times.
His gut was telling him to make a run for it, to get out of there before he got hurt. Instinct was demanding he back away, avoid the danger. There wasn't danger though, not really. Just some old scars. There really shouldn't be anything that terrifying about a closed door, or a carefully maintained lawn. The childish chalk scrawls on the pavement shouldn't inspire such gut-wrenching agony.
But it did, and it seemed inappropriate to pretend stoic indifference.
He caught a glimpse of an impish face peering out at him from a window, curious, and somehow he pulled a smile out in response. It was impossible not to smile in response to those wide eyes, those disarmingly sweet features. He had seen them in more pictures than he could count over the years, and no matter how inappropriate or irritating the presentation, he couldn't help but smile. Elysia had inherited her father's effortless charm.
Roy took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
i have three more, will post tomorrow. tired now, work in morning. will respond to comments in those ones. sorry for slacking off everyone! been so busy with work and grad school...-fireun