"ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛ ᴀᴅᴀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ, ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴇ, ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ, ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪᴛ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛᴇʀʏ; ʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ɢᴏᴅ."
- adam warlock x oc
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IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME?:
Neither Adam or Eve spoke after the High Evoluntay left. They sat side by side, exhaustion on their faces. The torture had taken a lot out of them; so much, Eve couldn't speak or think clearly. Her eyes hurt from crying hysterically when Adam awoke. Once he sat up, noting Eve's distress, he immediately questioned if she was ok. Instead of answering, she threw her arms around him, hiding her damp face into the crook of his neck. The thought of losing him was so strong, that she would rather die.
When the pair were able to stand, Eve led Adam to the stone seat, examining his face and body for any wounds before sitting beside him. There, they sat in silence, thinking of everything that had happened.
In between her hands sat on an iPod. The screen had finally cracked in the pocket of her shorts and Eve's heart had broken into a million pieces because of it. One of the nice Avengers gave her the item during her time on Earth. She was amongst the group that survived the Snap and she cherished this particular item quite dearly.
Unwrapping the headphone cord around the iPod Touch, the woman placed the right earbud into her ear after giving the left to Adam. The pair spoke through their minds. Adam is curious about the device in her hands and she wants to give him something to calm his nerves. She could feel it—the fear and uncertainty. The poor boy needed someone to understand him. And Eve knew exactly that.
Eve turned the iPod on, surprised it still worked after such abuse. A smile curled on her lips as she searched through her playlists. Satisfied with a song from the '90s, Eve pressed play, closing her eyes as the music began. Adam perked, amazed by the sounds blessing his ear. He had plenty of songs back home, but nothing like this. It is friendly and delightful all at once. This new discovery is worth the hazardous events.
"Do you like it?" Eve questioned, speaking to him telepathically.
"I do. It's interesting. Better than anything I've heard. What is it?" Adam looked over to Eve, admiring her side profile. Everything about his counterpart is beautiful. From head to toe, Adam is smitten. But his favorite thing about Eve is her nose. Every so often, he had to hold back the urge to poke the tip of it. Now is one of those moments.
"It is human music. My friends gave it to me...you know, the friends you took me from."
Eve suddenly opens her eyes, meeting his gaze with her mouth shut tight. Adam sighed, removing the earbud from his ear to hand it back over.
Why couldn't this silly girl understand he did the right thing by saving her from those people? They are not friends. They are the enemy. Criminals. Disgusting bugs. Adam could not understand why Eve's loyalty clung to that rat and the rest of his crew. Above anyone else, she placed them first.
