Category: Male Bonding

He liked attention.

Inside her shell beat a heart that didn’t want to quit, and was excited beyond boundaries – whisking her soul along for the ride, much to her chagrin’s propriety, yet hopefulness.

(I know, but it kind of makes sense…)

She wasn’t going to leap if she didn’t know.

She couldn’t know if he didn’t tell her so.

No inferences would be strong enough.

No hints despite magnetic desiring.

She had to know without a doubt to prevent doubts from being their undoing.

That she still did not know? he wondered.

(I know, right?!)

She understood why people took the leaps – and damn the consequences.

She just needed to be sure that she was vying for the right heart behind the facade.

“What do you think that I’m doing here?”

“I would settle for someone other than you?”

“Understand me.”

“Will the real MacGyver?”

Was easy for her.

She had to defer to his timing preferences
For she knew nothing of his circumstances

“Who cared for me enough to show up and do something about it – despite all of the obstacles.”

“‘Severe’ exhaustion…”

“Doctor,” said the nurse, “she has fainted from exhaustion.”

And as their children came to visit their home safe at last, she reached out and grasped his hands as she looked up into his eyes and said, “Thank you for this. Thank you for your love and your trust.”

“Nothing else matters,” he told her.

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(Metallica and Elderbrook references)

“Let’s both forget.”

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(Sleep Token reference)

“For how else can the air feel the earth’s passion?”

“You remind me of those fireworks – and I love it.”

“Won’t you show me what it’s like to be loved by you? Let me feel it through and through.”

My life has been like a cage to me
I will get in your way to protect you

From influences that threaten your peace
There’ll be no more harm this day onward

They were so well matched that they were both capable of swimming in the shallows forever in person – unless one or both of them broke through the barriers.

She had spent the day rallying and cleaning, putting things in place a bit better as she had wanted to.

In the evening, like every evening, she subtly kept an eye out for him, trying to not feel like a fool – because what guarantee was there that he would appear?

And there was the balance of timing and not looking at every single person, because frankly, to do so would be exhausting.

“You’ve been driving me crazy,” he confessed to her with humor.

She got a sweet dimple in her cheek when she replied mischievously, “The least that I could do was to return the favor!”

An affliction they both struggled with in person.

Once they’d broken through the ice and he felt assured of better footing, he allowed his confidence to come forward and cued her with a voice so low and husky, “Aren’t you going to come hug me now, my darling?”

They kept circling each other like Yin and Yang, trying to figure out how to get closer for fusion.

At last he reached out for her, and when she pulled back from automatic self protection due to the overwhelm of her feelings for him, this time, he did not let go.

God, it hurt.

It hurt so bad that she could have hurt him again through more misunderstanding.

But, once again, she had no control.

These decisions were not up to her to make.