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ᴊᴇssᴇ ғᴀᴅᴇɴ | ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᶦʳᵉᶜᵗᵒʳ. ([personal profile] outlierdirector) wrote in [community profile] synthneon2024-01-10 07:34 pm

dead of night || ❝ i see what’s coming, it’s coming into light. ❞

DEAD OF NIGHT

Carve the secrets from your bruised still heart.
Shape my story, tear every page apart
Inside this room, you left your mark
I burn away the shadows, I strike a spark
CODE BY TESSISAMESS

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[personal profile] crazyisinevitable 2024-03-13 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
I'm sorry.

[ He apologizes again, says those words again, because he just feels compelled to. He could apologize for the rest of his life and still not feel that he's made up for the hurt he's caused her. Even if this is just a miscommunication between them, it still feels like one more mistake he's made on top of a mountain full of mistakes.

All he wants more than anything is to make her happy. It will in no way make up for the pain he's caused her. It won't ease the pain he still carries although he's done his best to bury it, to not think about it. But if she's happy and content and at peace, then maybe he can slowly start to feel a little bit happy himself.

If being intimate with each other and being wild and heated and loving in the bedroom is what she wants? He'll do it.

She strikes him as the kind of person who thrives on movement. Excitement. A little chaos. He can give her that. He doesn't want to bore her or be thought of as a boring person who used to be interesting and exciting.

Why does it feel like she's closing herself off again? Maybe not from me, but- she's holding back. I don't want her to hold anything back. ]


Jesse.

[ His tone has lowered by several decibels, settling into a lower register, one he uses mainly when he's with her and feeling desirous of her. ]

Let me touch you and love you and begin making things up to you. [ She kisses him in return, and in exchange, he reaches out to ghost his fingers along her collarbone, trailing them down to her breasts. ]

I love you. [ If I wanted to express how much I love her, I'd run out of pages to write that on. ]