Koa
And there it is, finally, raising its ugly head:
Anger.
Koa's fingers tighten in Pipsqueak's fur as Sohalia continues to not really get it. Or maybe she does; maybe it's only the Dragoon who's lost, adrift in a sea of teenage hormones and too-recent heartache, of misunderstandings and words that fail to leave a coherent mark. "And yet here you are, hurting me again," the young man mutters into his lap, not really meaning it but not not meaning it, either.
"I don't get you, Soh." He's stopped looking at her, unable to meet those silver eyes and the promises they dangle just out of his reach. "What do you want? For me to say I still like you? That I still think about you and I wish you'd picked me and it fucking hurt when you said no? Yeah, okay? Yes. It did. You broke my fucking heart. And I'm trying to be cool but now you're leading me on again, because I still don't even know if Jude would be ok with us dating but you've already proven you'd choose him after me so what am I supposed to expect?"
He's breathing heavy, his voice a little loud, copper eyes sharp as they stare into his empty glass and pointedly not at Sohalia's face. "You say you're trying to be honest, but honestly? You're just being kinda shitty. And I can't speak for Jude, but I would rather you have not said anything than find out, again, that I'm almost but not quite enough for Stormbreak's Heart."
Anger.
Koa's fingers tighten in Pipsqueak's fur as Sohalia continues to not really get it. Or maybe she does; maybe it's only the Dragoon who's lost, adrift in a sea of teenage hormones and too-recent heartache, of misunderstandings and words that fail to leave a coherent mark. "And yet here you are, hurting me again," the young man mutters into his lap, not really meaning it but not not meaning it, either.
"I don't get you, Soh." He's stopped looking at her, unable to meet those silver eyes and the promises they dangle just out of his reach. "What do you want? For me to say I still like you? That I still think about you and I wish you'd picked me and it fucking hurt when you said no? Yeah, okay? Yes. It did. You broke my fucking heart. And I'm trying to be cool but now you're leading me on again, because I still don't even know if Jude would be ok with us dating but you've already proven you'd choose him after me so what am I supposed to expect?"
He's breathing heavy, his voice a little loud, copper eyes sharp as they stare into his empty glass and pointedly not at Sohalia's face. "You say you're trying to be honest, but honestly? You're just being kinda shitty. And I can't speak for Jude, but I would rather you have not said anything than find out, again, that I'm almost but not quite enough for Stormbreak's Heart."
it struck me that the two of us could run
