Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves the soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need.
She woke in his arms, sighed in contentment. This was the way to wake up, surrounded by the complete presence of him. The suns were already halfway through the sky and someone was pounding on the door. She didn't really want to wake him, he looked too content this way. But the person on the other side of the wall was not going to give up anytime. Rolling her eyes, she already knew who it was.
Quietly she slipped out from his arms and rose. It was only a small relief that her pants were on the floor next to the bed. As she was slipping them on her eyes went wide. She hadn't been wearing any pants when Glitch came in. The knocking continued and she brushed it off, he hadn't noticed and there had been more important things at the time.
She ran to the door, opened it only slightly. With a quick glance she knew that you could see into the bedroom from the door if it was open wide enough. "Good morning, Cain."
"Morning, kid." He nodded with a small smile. "Any idea where our resident headcase is? Nobody seems to know."
She felt the heat rise to her cheeks, of course Cain would come looking for Glitch, she should have known. "He's here, asleep."
"You better have an explaination for that, within the next three seconds." He glared her down, she could have shrunk under his gaze.
"God, Cain." She rolled her eyes at her overprotective friend before swinging the door the rest of the way open and leaning against it. "Nothing happened. I had a nightmare and Glitch heard me scream. I asked him to stay with me and he must have fallen asleep. That's it. But if I choose for something to happen between me and someone else, it's my business."
He just shook his head before tipping his hat and walking away. She tried not to laugh but a small chuckle escaped the moment the door was shut again. Knowing Glitch would be as insanely hungry as she was, she debated whether to wake him up or let him sleep. Her stomach growled again as she grudgingly went to the side of the bed. She sat down and reached over to shake him gently. He snapped awake, smiling slowly as he gazed up at her.
"Good morning, Glitch." She dragged her fingers through her hair with a grin. He always made her smile, no matter how she was feeling. It was just a tickle in the bottom of her stomach and it always lightened her mood. "It's breakfast time and if your as hungry as the rest of us we're going to need a mountain of food about the size of Central City."
He laughed, reached out to take her hand. "Couldn't agree more. And, um, thank you. For asking me to stay."
She rose and walked out of the room, someone had set a dress out on the couch during the night. While she was pulling off the t-shirt she'd worn for days on end, she called out to him. "Techiqually I should be thanking you, shouldn't I?"
He stepped out just as the dress fell over her back. He watched as she expertly took off her jeans, never revealing anymore than an inch of skin before the dress slid to cover it. Even that was enough to stir a man. The material was a snow white, skimming lightly over all her curves until it brushed against the floor. The neckline curved along just low enough to tease even the best of people and she'd never looked more like an angel.
"I guess so." He shrugged. "But I haven't gotten more than two hours of sleep at a time in years. That much I'm certain of."
"Too much on your mind?" She smiled a knowing smile when he laughed, thier eyes met in a mirror across the room. "You've been through a lot, it's to be expected."
"I slept last night." He layed a hand on her shoulder, she turned to look at him. "All night."
"So did I." She hugged him, holding him tighter than nesicary. "We have each other, we're not alone anymore." He wrapped his arms around her, breathed in the smell of her and knew she was right. They would be there for each other and that would be enough.
I say love, it is a flower
And you it's only seed