Most humans thrive off oxygen, but they thrived off each other. Their souls so deeply intertwined, it was as if it was written in the stars. They were both given a shitty hand of cards but who said they were bad at playing them ?
She was the moon t...
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🌜POV Llithyia🌛
Goddamit, almost there...and...
Bingo!
I snatched the small match box from Loki sweatpant pocket, I felt like the fox- swiper no swiping from dora, his back was facing to me as he played pool against his brother. Too distracted to notice the absence in his pockets.
Pyro stare was heavy on the side of my face as I pocketed my steal into my bra. He had most definitely witnessed what I had done but he remained silent and for that I was thankful.
I was sat at one end of the red couch, Pyro on the other end. We had just finished lunch when Julius was escorted by guards out the cafeteria doors. I did not have a clue why and no matter what I told myself I couldn't swallow the ball of anxiety that rested in my throat, when faced with the fact of not knowing where he was. It was ridiculous really, this worry I was experiencing I hardly knew the man but something just drew me to him the a moth to light. No matter how hard I tried to ignore it, I still couldn't stop myself from gravitating closer towards him.
But I wasn't all that worried, in-fact I was sure these irrational fears will disappear the same as my nagging curiosity towards him.
I am not sure when these feelings developed, wether it was before or after falling asleep tucked to his side, I am unsure. I am also not the slightest bit ashamed to admit it was one of the best sleeps of my life. When I groggily opened my eyes, cigarette and peppermint staining my nostrils and the feeling of warm toned muscle against my side, I just wanted fall asleep all over again. That was of course before Julius whispered it was time to go back to our cells and I felt like a toddler all over again, grumpy and felt like I was going to burst in tears.
I was sat ideally tucked in the corner of the couch when my eyes caught the outline of something in Loki's pocket. Now thirty minutes later I had said object in my possession and I was quite pleased with myself by the smug smile I now carried.
Turning to the silent man to my side, I raised my pointer finger to my lips in a shushing motion indicating he keep his mouth shut about anything he had seen, his hazel eyes shining with amusement and disbelief. Pyro nodded then slowly turned back to watch the pool game going on but I didn't miss the fleeting smile that curved his lips.
I just hoped that he kept his promise, It was also at that moment that I caught sight of Julius's large frame ducking under the doorway, I lent back on the couch comfortably my eyes tracking his figure as he stalked over my way. The room fell into a hush as they notice him, some already making their escape, I however did not feel threatened.
His black hair was tousled, curly strands rested against his forehead. Probably from running his hands through it an uncountable amount of times and his face unreadable as a concrete wall, his jaw clenched. The purple bags that rest under his sunken eyes still there, he looks like death himself. By just the look of him you knew he was not a good man, but did that deter me? ...no, I was utterly and completely trapped in his spell.
