illie, sap sipper
she/her
27
september 23rd
snowpoint city, sinnoh
bi curious
geneticist, alchemist
head professor
you caged me and then you called me crazy; i am what i am 'cause you trained me.
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illeana reyes
safe haven [past]
POSTED ON Apr 16, 2022 0:42:02 GMT
[attr="class","illeana"] [attr="class","illeana b"] [attr="class","illeana i"]warmth floods as he steps into her space, as he takes her hand, as he dabs the towel into skin. and she watches it slowly turn red, blood seeping into cloth. she avoids his eyes at first and simply stares down at her hand, at his hand around hers and the stained towel. the next step... it's the first of many, she supposes. it's correct to go in order: dating, moving in together, and finally, a little sparkling band on the second to last finger of her left hand. and yet, there's still a fear gnawing at her insides. insecurity bleeds into thoughts and threaten to overwhelm. what if he grows tired of her? how does he want to see her every day? what if one day, he doesn't come back? what happens if he leaves her behind? "okay," she whispers. and each wisp of fear is swallowed back, eased away with a soft puff of pink mist escaping her mouth. insecurities are beaten back for a moment, placated until they return to eat her alive. "i'll move in here," a pause, a vulnerable smile. "i'll move in with you."
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