Ok so what's happened? Susamaru and Yahaba are dead and buried along with Wakuraba.
Enmu is alive but snitches on Akaza who thinks hes getting punished but kaigaku steps in and finishes enmu off akaza on a job well done. Enmu is shot in the knee caps. But tehy got the BSL intel so it's fine. Enmu shoots susamaru and akaza puts a bullet in yahaba and theyre both buried along with the witness.
Akaza pulls his gun out immediately after the motorcycle disappeared past the wooded horizon, puts a bullet in yahabas head, and 2in his chest for good measure. He holsters his weapon again and drags his body to the gravesite's edge.
He was in the midst of removing valuables including his 2nd chance vest when he heard another gun shot from inside. With another heavy sigh he stands up and pulls his weapon out again walking carefully to the edge of the warehouse's entrance.
"What did you do Enmu?" he peeking his head around the corner, no sooner did he a series of shot ring in his direction, though he wasnt sure if enmu meant to kill him or was simply throwing a bitchfit.
" You dim-witted beast! What treachery! How could you let them escape! How!"
Akaza knew this was coming, " i tried to stop them but they were too quick, you know gyutaro. besides Your man shot at me while I was defending myself." not a complete lie. He even Shows enmu his cut, not that he cared for it. Several more shots ring out before his magazine emptied. Akaza peers around the corner again only to witness the sad sight of Enmu writihing on the ground like a worm. cursing everything from Akaza to gyutaro to the high heavens in one long agonized scream. It was quite pathetic.
I'm coming in dont throw anymore insults please you'll hurt my feelings," it took every ounce of strength not to grin knowing damn well he was out of bullets, he makes a beeline for the duffel bag in the corner filled with medical supplies… enmu's medical supplies ironically enough. What he uses to keep victims alive as long as possible. He sifts through for tourniquets and splints and anything else that will halt all the bluster enmu only had one bullet wound in the shin, a richochet that seems to have shattered his shin however.
"Why did you kill our witness?" He asks checking the mans pulse in the chair before squatting to assess enmus injuries,
"It was gyutaro! Gyutaro did that!" He squealed angrily, tears streaming down his face. Akaza said nothing, there were clear bullet holes in the man's back as if somebody tried to shoot through him from behind. Witha shaking of his head he wraps up enmus injuries before standing up and hoisting the dead witness tp the pit along with Yahaba.
"Why'd you shoot susamaru?" he asks as the man curses at him in response,"She was fucking useless anyways! Even if you saved her what good is she?" He shouted back gasping heavily.
"oh come on what'd i say about insults?" he bemoans, "keep in mind im the only person here who can save you, best hold your tongue." Enmu blubbers like a baby but ultimately stops cursing at akaza.
" besides Youre looking pretty useles from where I'm standing" he crosses his arms, "Bastard! If I die you'll regret it! I swear on my life you will, you lowborn scuzzoid!" while he had no idea what enmu just said he could tell he hadn't learned his lesson so he took a seat in MArins chair throwing a leg over his knee as if waiting.
"Please! Please call someone!" he cries, "Not until you apologize." he says plainly, clearly fed-up, "You drugged muzans high value witness drawing out the interrogation, your henchman shot at me, you killed your other henchman and you let Gyutaro and the girl escape, not to mention youre shot to boot… muzan's gonna have a field day when I send my report" he taunts cell phone in his hand tormenting the man.
But then Enmu shouts something that actually gave him pause, "If i die, you can kiss your own life goodbye! My poisond already entered your blood stream, you vonce prick!"
"What do you mean?" For once Akaza didn't have a witty comeback, Enmu sounded quite serious. "You vain dolt! That drug i usedon waluraba, is easily transmitted through blood on the skin. the minute you and gyutaro touched his blood you were finished, you fucking malapert." he gasped his breathing now erratic,
…this sounds serious. "Tell me what it is and I'll make the phone call"
"For now you think you see is reality, but you'll have no idea what's real and what isnt. I created the effects to mimic paranoid schizophrenia. The darker your trauma the worrse the hallucinations" he tried to laugh but it came out as a pained gasp, "And Gyutaro has a lot of blood on his hands, metaphorically and physically, it's taken plenty of time to enter his system. There is no cure. Save the one I carry on me. Without it you'll forever see hallucinations, you'll never be able to tell reality from fantasy questioning everything you experience."
"Let me see the cure." Enmu curses at him again demanding he make the call but akaza steps on his bad leg making him howl in pain, "Give it to me. If you don't youll still die. And I'll make sure it's extra painful.""
"here! Here!" he pulls off his golden dangle earrings breakin one open to reveal a tablet, and hands it over, "If this kills me…." Akaza warns taking the tablet and then calling Kaigaku to give his sitrep.
"Put this on I'm taking you somewhere". Gyutaro says handing the helmet marins way when she opened the door. "Where?"
I have an errand I need to run." Hesaid shaking the helmet lightly for her to take. "gyutaro I know we never talked about what happened at the apartments, but can we please talk about… the warehouse?"
"Yes, Marin, I did promise, didn't i?" he said handing her the helmet, she finally took it but He definitely sensed her hesitation. She looked… old. Downright haggard. She hadnt left daias home at all in the week they've been there and she looks like it. Her fear only multiplied when she learned the bodies of yahaba and susamaru were found in the field they described in their statements, according to police.
so he explained further, "I'm going to an old acquaintance to buy a gun for daki. I can teach you as well. It might help." That made the decision for her, slowly she takes the helmet and shuffles her feet throwing a leg over his bike and they take off. The ride was fairly short. they pulled into a gun store that, by Marin's account– looked like it came straight out a devil may cry video game.
Hairo was an… odd fellow for sure. He dressed like a soldier from the 1800s, swore like a sailor and absolutely hated cops… and muzan. But the hate seemed to stem more from fear when it came to the crime lord. But he was a firearms savant for sure, And his aggressive banter did put Gyutaro's mind at ease.
"so You buying, browsing or just here to waste my fucking time, goblin kid?" His black hair is shaggy and spiked, long asymmetrical bangs hanging on either side of his face, and when he smiled, it feels an awful lot like looking at a feral animal. "last i checked you still owe me a favor, you dumbass gremlin," Gyutaro croons
Marin perks up and runs up to hairos counter, leaning forwardon her , he's not a gremlin, he totally a wolf, she smiles seductively, leaning over, hairo couldn't help it as his eyes instinctively went from marins face To her chest that was mushed flat on his counter in that purple plunge V neck she wore. "My face is up here you know." she purrs again.
he trips over himself stuttering like an idiot for getting caught as She laughs. gyutaro actually cringed at the sight. Marin was learning his sister's techniques at a rate he would consider extremely dangerous; defcon.
After collecting his bearings, hairo slams abook he had been holding onto the counter hard enough that the glass creaks. "And who the fuck is this? That ain't your sister." He points at her practically foaming at the mouth at Gyutaro; face still red.
"She's just an acquaintance I owe a favor to" he said plainly, but the very instant he did he sensed her resentment immediately. Not wanting to argue in hairos shop, he was about to say something to quell her rage when she asked a question instead,
"So how do you guys know each other? she didnt specifiy who she was talking so they both just looked at each waiting for the other to speak.
"Oh you know…" hairo begins rather pathetically…
"its not a pretty story," gyutaro finishes with an eyeroll,
so imwould say don't worry your pretty little head about it… he pauses assessing her expression, maybe it was the anxiety, or the near death experience or confused feeling sabout it all but his cryptic answer angered her, like really angered her.
Fuck did i just make it worse? "In that case, im not an acquaintance, Hairo, I'm actually his whore." Both men about choked on their spit. What the fuck is wrong with her? "if youre gonna be like this then stand the fuck outside until I'm done" he spat angrily pointing to the door. She balled her fists probably wanting to strangle him in like usual but instead crossing her arms pouting. He yanking her by the arm outside, "What's wrong with you?!That was petty even for me!"
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?" he clasped his face in frustration. "Please please marin will you just answer the fucking question! What do you want from me?!"
"Gyutaro it's been 2 weeks when are you gonna talk to me?! You keep promising but then you dissappear! You still owe daia for the bike repairs by the way" he did? Now that he thinks about it, how much did he owe again?
"Huh? Marin, it's only been one week! And I promised you this morning didn't I?"Why was she looking at him like that? She blinked at him as if he were stupid. "Gyu, it's been 16 days. And you didn't promise me anything this morning you just told me to get on the bike with you." Why she joking?He scrutinized her face. No Marin doesn't lie. She was completely serious! now it was his turn to blink, He straightens up scratching his head now unsure of himself. Has it been 2 weeks already?
"Gyu are you gonna make it to Gojo's ceremony?"
"Huh?" What ceremony is she talking about? She tilted her head at him, "Are you feeling ok? I've told you many times its the anniversary of his accident next week so we're holding a memorial at the park." He does not recall her ever saying that. "Y-yeah." he replies rubbing his temples, "Gyu" she put a hand on his forehead gently, "Aere you sure you're ok? Maybe you should take it easy."
"I'm fine" he removes her hand gently clasping it in his own, "I'm fine he repeats. He was about to lead her back inside the shop when some rather loud gunshots were heard from the shooting range hairo kept in the back of his store. He didn't react but She reacted viscerally falling ot the ground covering her head in a panic. "MARIN RELAX! It's just the range. You're fine!" He yelled at her, "NO!" She yelled back, panicking, "no! No!" she continuedHer breath became more and more shallow "Marin, it's OK. You're safe." he hugged her tightly rocking her back and forth on the ground, telling her it was all right over and over."it'll pass, just keep breathing." He reassured her throughout the entire couldn't speak she couldnt move and she couldn't breath at all. Gyutaro sat beside her patting her head until she was able to breathe again and buried her face in his shoulder crying silently. He ran inside to grab earpro to muffle any more gunfire and told her to wait by the bike. he said he'll teach her how to shoot another time and finished purchasing his weapons from hairo. 2 glocks. One for daki and one for her when she was ready and road out again.
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So what're your questions?" he asks sitting down at a booth near the window handing her her ice werent alot of people inthe cafe but even so he picked a booth lodged in the back on theoff chance someone would eavesdrop.
"Didn't know you had such a sweet tooth" she said eyeing his triple chocate fudge icecream. . He sighs at tht probably thinking she wasnt being serious again. But Marin was really worried about him. He wasn't himself since the warehouse indicident and she had no idea where he went at night. He often lost track of time and straight up misremembered conversations they've had or forgotten altogether. She was worried he was suffering from some kind of shock or ptsd but she wasnt really sure. She asked daki if it was normal but she said he seemed fine, the only thing abnormal was him ordering her to stay at the inuis while he stayed with daia, but even then she chalked it up to him worrying about marin's safety. Then there was the issue with the police…
"What will you do when you find the leak?"
"You gotta ask?" he says diggiinto his icecream. she watches as he seemingly recovered completely from whatever memory lapse he had earlier. So she asked another question. "Then How do you know hairo?"
Used to work for muzan before he took the fall for a botched assignment, you know that cop family down the street? They busted him.
You trust him?
He laughed, "hell no! But I trust his greedy and selfish personality. he won't snitch to muzan. Only reason he isn't in prison is because he took the same plea deal I did. But he aint half as valuable Muzan will absolutely kill him if he finds him."
"I see" they quietly eat for a while, he seems fine now, she glanced up at him eating his chocolate icecream though a contemplative expression was on his face like he was thinking about anything but icecream, " Marin, do you know what horticulture is?" he asks suddenly.
"Yes. it's like gardening or something, right?"
He turns to her, "did you hear anything the witness said in the warehouse?" she shuddered visibly shaking her head, "Well then, miss bachelor's degree let's put that education to good use" he smirked.
"The kizuki think phoenix is a euphemism for the BSL, what do you know about them?"
"Phoenixes? Uh they're mythical birds, their tears are supposed to cure anything… uhm, they're immortal and I think in some cultures their ashes can resurrect the dead. That's why in final fantasy you use a phoenix down to come back to life."
""Well that sounds liek the BSL Maybe the clue is phoenix then" he uttered to himself, "Before asking another question– a strange question.
" what about butterflies? do butterfly guardians exist? Does any of that mean anything to you? Its not verbatim but it is what that guy coughed up. He said the garden is tended by butterfly guardians and that these so-called guardian create spider webs" She thought about it, not really sure what any of it means, "I mean it sounds like a riddle.. Either that or the he was just saying things to make the … pain stop." she hesitated, "but if it is a riddle maybe Sunny would know" he gave her a quizzical look, "W-well, I don't know for sure but he's like this animal expert also know alot of about bugs plus he Always asked stranged questions like that too"
What kind of questions." she put a finger to her lips in thought, "When the snow melts what does it become?" He looked confused again, "uh, water?"
"See that's what everyone says, even Daia said that when he asked."
"But not you?" He leans back in his booth chair, " Well you're an air head so I guess i Should've known." she rubbed the back of her head laughing nervously, "well when he asked me that question I thought about the sensation not the process." She could tell she lost him again, "er… what you described is the process of snow melting, but snow falls in the winter when its coldest, right?, Which means when it melts it it's because it's getting warmer. So my answer was spring." He tilted his head to the side processing that answer, she side eyed him, "don't laugh."
"Im not, that was a surprisingly insightful answer, but LEt me ask you a something and i want your honest opinion, mar." She perked up excited at the praise she helped out somehow even if he wouldnt say.
"What do you honestly make of it? To me it all sounds like a crock of shit." He leans back crossing his legs.
Well, if the lead mentioned butterflies I think you should focus on that as a clue. The phoenix thing just sounds so…" she scrunched her fave, "...obvious using phoenix as a substitute for the bsl sounds insanely cliche to me, like something like a distraction from focusing on butterflies which may be the real cluesince metaphorically they're kinda similar, but like i said I woukd ask sanemi about it.
How so?" he sat up leaning forward now interested in again, she thought it was absolutely adorable how his face softened into intrigue and at her knowledge no less. She could die!
"well the one thing that i canthink of that butterflies and phoenixes have in common is that their old selves die and transform into something new. So butterfly could also be a secret term for BSL,
But i thought You just said a phoenix is immortal," Poor gyu, he really has no idea about history or cultural folklore,
"Well yes, butIt's a little different from vampires who live one continuous, indefinite lifespan. A phoenix kills itself when it gets too old. So in a sense it dies over and over and gets reborn anew. I think of it like playing a video game, once you beat it you can just restart a new game. A vampire is more like…playing a game with no end in sight…?" she didnt know if that was the best way to explain it to him but it made sense to her atleast.
"Not bad, princess! I think you got it!" he clasped her hands in his own holding them firmly, a beaming smile on his face, the gesture was so out of pocket she flushed a little bit, not just at his expression but the heat radiating from his hands, seeing the excitement in his eyes made her face mirror his in excitement until he continued speaking, "no way any logical answers wouldve made sense! Only a moron would answer like that. Yes, you were the perfect woman for the job!" he guffawed, sarcastically letting go of her hands. her face fell hard. "Oh whatever!" she yanked her hands back pouting something fierce, crossing her arms over her chest "Is there anything else?" she asked grumbling.
What questions do you have of me? Oh right…
"Have you ever killed anyone, Gyutaro?" he gulp his icecream loudly looking up at her. she was completely serious. "My my going straight for the hard hitters aren't you? Is this about the warehouse? "I didn't kill that guy allright."
"I know about your charges." his mouth twitched as if he had a response on autopilot that he had to actively stop himself from saying. Probably more insults she figured.
"Muzan in general or… foster?"
"Both. Just tell me from the beginning How did you get mixed up with this?"
If you want the answer to that you'll have to use up your last truth or dare." she couldnt tell if he was being serious or not, he certainly didnt look happy. But either way she played along
"Fine, start at What really happened at foster?"
"Are you sure? You don't look very sure." She leaned forward, she knew she was a disheveled mess but she had to know,"what happened in foster?"There was definitely something there he wasnt telling her and she needed to know what it was. no she wouldnt let him snake out of it this leans back in the booth throwing his spoon on the table with a clang,
"Twenty more kids came out saying they were abused too… after … after Our foster parents died." That coud not have been more obvious if he tried, yet for the first time his expression seemed regretful, not boastful at all.. She takes a deep breath, "how?" He shakes his head that forlorn expression never fading, "isn't this enough?That rich family wasnt what we– what I thought…we both paid the price for what i did so drop it" not even he could finish the sentence, but she couldnt help but feel something was off. Not like she could force him to tell her but she could tell he was withholding something. "Are you lying?"
"No" he said quickly.
"Yes you are you sound like you did in teh warehouse when you told me you'd take me out to eat" that unnerved him. In truth she planned on keeping that to herself but she couldnt afford to dealwith his lies anymore she wanted the truth. "Pretty lies to cover up he ugly truth, right?" she sneers. " seriously,Fuck you, gyutaro. If i hadnt– fucking stabbed that guy what wouldve happened to you?" she growled. "Who?" not only sounding but even looking like an owl when he asked.
"That Akaza guy you told me to go with. The one you claimed was like sanemi which i completely see the resembl–what are you laughing about?!" She yelled drawing eyes to their table. He completely shed that somber exhausted look for laugher… more like an evil cackle a villain would give when he has the hero trapped. "What the fuck is wrong with you" she ask eyes wide, but she had to wait several more minutes before he was able to respond properly. "Man marin! As I said before you really are a fearless little firecracker aren't you? You know that guys a hitman right?! Ooo-wee you made my day seriously! I mean you fucking stabbed him! That's awesome even I haven't! He laughed again before rubbing his eyes.
"Doma, dakis manager, found us on the street almost 2 years after mom died." even as he explained he would snicker inbetween, "Look it's like I'm always saying, princess when you've got it as good as you do, you don't get to complain. It's nothing compared to what we went through, at home, at foster, on the streets… until Muzan."he begins grabbing his spoon to eat more icecream as if that was the answer still snickering. She just sat their with disturbed look on her face, but after a few bites he notices and adds, this time a bit more serious, "when Doma found us he saw something, thought we could be useful." He shrugged "That's all the two of us ever wanted so i cant quite say it was a curse, not a blessing either but certainly not a curse."Daki is pretty So she was trained as an informant. Thats why shes so good at lying and seduction" He scowled as if he wasnt particularly fond of this memory. "and I'm ugly and scary," he stares at his hands, scarred and callused. "So Muzan put me under Kokushibou, his right hand man, as a debt collector, i told you already.
"
"You were kids, you shouldn't have to prove to anyone that you had the right to be taken care of!" she was angry again but funny enough it made him chuckle "So cute how you try" he says a smile on his face, petting her head like his pet as he takes another bite, "but Look we knew what to sayWe were used to it," he waves but his eyes glanced up at her briefly before dropping back to his icecream, besides I'd hardly say 16 was… a kid. She rolled her eyes at that digging into her own icecream, but it was hard to taste anything when her mind was still so focused on what happened.
"you mentioned a bounty hunter, what does a bountyhunter do?"
"bounty hunters find and bring back other members who go AWOL, they also interrogate. Why do you think it was me asking all the questions there instead of the others? Muzan can't decide if he wants me dead for going to the police or needs me. I'm the best man for the job, we both are," Gyutaro laughs, the sound a strange combination of hysterical and bitter. "I mean, that's the part you wanted to know most, right? Whether we were good at being criminals? Or maybe you want to know if we liked hurting people?"
"i know youre good at being a criminal and You do like hurting people" she scowled at him again "in fact I can't tell if it's that guys screams that keep me up at night or you fucjing smiling as you did what you did..." she began. taking a scoop of her choclate chip cookie dough icecream before feeling sick. Instead she stabbed hre cookie dough icecream over and over as if the gesture would do anything to show how upset she is, "I mean petty and cruel dont even cut it. Yyou smiled when you hurt that man. I saw you!" she stabbed her icecream over and You'd rip the beating heart out of someones chest if it got you what you wanted, wouldn't you? Fucking savage!" She didn't holdback Nothing she said was meant to be praise. And if her eyes weren't deceiving she'd even say she'd hurt him with her words. Not like his face betrayed much but She could tell by the way his mouth was a straight line just like it was any time he was deliberating hand grasped his spoon just that much tighte, before he quickly composed himself by doing the one thing he was best at, hiding his pain with aggression "well Well, look at you, becoming more bold by the day.. Well you know what, you're right. We did enjoy hurting people."
"whats wrong?" she dug in again, "That's "Oh boo-fucking hoo, how sad! Well I'm not pitying you this time around."
You have no right to judge! He slams his hands on the table startling her, "The horrible things that were done to us, the things that made us suffer, it only makes sense to give back what we received!" he growls. Do you understand now? Thats the way we chose to live our lives. Weve destroyed anyone who has ever crossed us. And you know what - maybe well ruin you too!
Oh, fucking grow up already gyutaro!" she shouts back slamming her own hands down, "LEt that shit go already! Let it go! Holding onto that hatred will do nothing for you! There arent enough people in the fucking world you can hurt that'll make you feel better about what's already happened. Fucknig move on! Stop withe self-pity already!
At this point one of the staff asked if they could please lower their voices. They both waved her away not taking their eyes off eachother before sitting down silently still glaring
Is this really what you want? To be remembered this way? Why? you're so much better than that!
He points a finger at her and in a very low threatening voice hisses at her "Last chance, marin. This is your last fucking chance." She khad no clue what he meant by the threat, last chance to stop? To tell the truth?last chance before he knocked her out? Or was he peacocking as usual? Either way she scoffed and walked out the establishment leaving him slack jawed at the table. He ran out of the cafe after her, "Where are you going?!" he shouted, "Home! I'm walking home!" she twirled with her hands open as if daring him to do something about it,
"Daia's house is 8 fucking miles away! Just fucking stop!"
"No YOU fucking stop!" she pointed to him, before running an exasperated hand through her hair, "Before I moved in everyone said good luck withthe Shabanas, and I know you think it stupid of me considering all the fuck shit that's happened over the year but, there was just something about you two that…" she tried not to fumble the words, but when she thinks about he first time she met him the same thing she thought then kept circulating her brain now, "... there was something in both your eyes that was just crying for help, ok? So I did." she shrugged trying hard not to emotional, "I helped you, the ubuyashiki's told me it wouldn't be easy and it hasnt been, but i did and i dont regret it. I dont even now." she bit her lip at the memory of meeting them which seemed so long ago before an overwhelming rage fueled her chest again.
"No the only thing i do regret is not being there everytime someone stuck their finger in you and dakis faces and told you you're not good enough! You stopped being you, I know it because the real you– the real Gyutaro Shabana would spend every day if he could playing his favoritre riffs on his guitar loudly while Listening to post-hardcore music because the lyrics put into words what you feel but can't say out loud, you'd dye your whole head green if it didnt draw so much attention, because i know green is your favorite color, not black or grey, even though it's all you own. Your favorite drink is milk because you like spicy foods and it's the best way to wash it down so it doesnt make you choke." she chuckled sadly at that.
"The real you loves his sister more than anything but has room in his heart to love and care for so many others if only you were given the proper chance 's why you lash out. That's why we… argued. I was wrong about what i said before. It wasnt that you enjoyed making me mad or that you dont care what people think, you just hate being misunderstood, right? you hate it more than anything don't you? More than hurting people or starting fights or insulting my intelligence,"
She twiddled her thumbs before rubbing the tears from her eyes roughly before they did her wrong, "im sorry." She held his hands firm, just as firm as the smile she forced on her face "im sorry, the whole world let you rampage for so long only to be stuck with someone like me to listen to what you had to say. Must've been so lonely for you. She cupped his hands, she almost wished she hadnt because the look on his face made her want to cry more, so she looked down at their hands instead,
" with me, you can play your music as loud as you want, dye your whole head green for all i care, i just want you to be yourself. if you wanna live your life hurting people, just know I'll never accept that but…" She took a deep breaht, "Just know that I still believe in you. I believe you'll wake up someday and realize you're so much more. I want you to know that you're enough, gyutaro. You are." se shook his hands for emphasis, "so dont laugh at all those terrible things you did. Be proud of the good you accomplished, you survived! Be proud of that because I will never ever let anytone tell you otherwise." she sniffed wiping tears away and continued walking home. She tried not to think about it. how he winced and recoiled as if struck, surprised byt he fact she might actually care, surprised by the fact she might have actually paid attention to him for the first time in his life and wanted nothing in return. The way he blinked back what may actually be tears which is why she was forced to look at the ground.
She didnt hear him following so she assumed he walked in the opposite direction, but after 20 minutes or so and about half a mile down the road she heard him pull up on his bike. He didnt say anything just continued revving it walking the bike right behind her and after about 20 paces she relented and hopped on.
they arrive at Daia's place, he does his usual and steadies the bike puts the stand down and turns the ignition off but he didnt move. She thought of asking if he was coming in but decided against figuring he needed a few minutes to be by himself. So pulling the key oout she went ahead and closed the door leaving it unlocked for him. Half an hour went by before the door opened and closed with a click. She looked his way but neither said anything as he plopped next to her on the couch and watched the movie she had on… fitting that it was The notebook– made even more awkward by the fact it was their fight scene that didnt sound unlike what they had just went through. Both grimaced uncomfortably rubbing their temples before he broke the stalemate by asking where daia was.
"She's working overtime tonight wont be back till late." she said still covering her mouth a bit disgusted at the movie she wanted to change.
But then he explains something else that shocked her a bit. "Some kids jumped me and took my guitar Far as i know they did it for no other reason than because i was there enjoying myself too they dumped the pieces in front of our door step, that's why i dont play in front of anybody.. I was so fucking pissed.
Ended up breaking into each of their houses and stole all their jewelry to sell so i could buy another one." he chuckled bitterly, "had to walk miles away fromhome just to soi could play where no one would bother me." he pinched the bridge of his nose, "eventually they found out it And Beat up ume, stripped her plum naked calling her a whore and chased her home. So of course, i respondin kind by staking them out with a baseball bat and beating the dogshit out of them one by one, told them if they ever did it again i would slit their parents throats in their sleep, they never fucked with me again after that… though ume had a part in it too saying they raped her and they all got in trouble.
She doesnt even bat an eye at the story, "Well it certainly sounds like you." she said with a chuckle before flat out laughing alongside him. He threw his head back on the couch, "Yeah, that's how its always been. Us against the world." She could see it hurt him saw how he covered by laughing but she also knew why he told her that story. Hey, she put her hands on his shoulder gently pulling him into an embrace. Rubbing his back tenderly, he stiffened but eventually melted into the hug placing his hands on her lower back before pulling away, "why do you have to be so kind, marin?" He asked more to himself than to her butshe answered, "because I l–"
"No please!" He places both hands over her mouth surprising himself even, "dont say it. Even if you did i… still wouldn't believe you." She watches his eyes grow wide before falling, as if ashamed, the jarring effort of his Adam's apple as the muscles beneath his shirt tense up before she wraps his hands around his wrists pulling them off slowly. She smiled trying hard to hold back the tears muttering a good night and heading off to daias room where she sleeps now due to the encumbered nightmares she can't seem to shake… although…
…although if she were being honest, a part of her thinks she could shake them if only he'd sleep by her side instead. She doesn't know why she feels what she feels for him but every time she fell asleep on his lap or shoulder after a particularly long night of moviee watching, she never– not even once dreamt a bad dream.
"marin!" he callsSuddenly
"You dont need to say anything She assures quietly onl for him to spin her around and hug her tightly again. This time as if it were the last time as if she had just saved his life from the brink. Her breath hitches but eventually her body relaxes underneath his embrace, the seams of tension unraveling around them as she holds him tightly too. And they stood there quiet.
She knows that he loves her, even if he can't say or commit to it for reasons she doesnt quite understand. She can only wait until he's ready and pray he figures it out too. Because she can't want something for him more than he wants it for himself. But as her cherry lips brush against his ear as she leans in close she feels the goosebumps erupt on his shoulder "c-can i… stay with you tonight?" She asks in a husky voice. She stands back to take his expression in. His lips parted in a slight o, but his eyes were bright and alive as he listlessly takes her by the hand to his bedroom–daias guest room really. And they shut the door.
He is hesitant he is hopeful he is frightened and he is wanton. He is all of these things but above all in this moment he wants to be hers.. completely.