Havik is a guy with major anger issues. He doesn't let people in; instead he becomes destructive and violent to frighten them off. People are nothing to him. However, love has a funny way of changing things when Havik becomes unexpectedly close to a...
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It was quiet between us as we journey through the dense woods, but that was to be expected. At least he's not carrying the murderous air around him anymore. Eventually, we make it to the clearing surrounded by walls of towering trees. I knew this was it because of the brick fire pit sitting right in the center of the space, which my father had put together years ago. It looks like it's still holding up nicely even after all this time. Subconsciously, the corners of my lips turned upwards as fun memories of past camping trips popped into my head and warmed my heart.
"Well, here we are. I'm sure you'll be able to find something around here." I turn my gaze towards Havik and am still stunned to see those harsh eyes of his wide with wonder.
'There seems to be a lot more to him than I originally thought.' I was curious to find out more about him, but for the moment, I know it's probably best to give him space to do his own thing. It isn't like he wants to be friends with me or anything. He just found a use for me, is all, so he isn't going to kill me yet... hopefully.
I'll take what I can get. I watch him enter the clearing to start his search, while I sit on the grass to wait with my back against a tree. I raise the jar in my hands to my face and smile at the blue beauty inside. It's amazing how such a fragile thing could change a personality as brash as Havik's. I think it's sweet how he cares for such things as butterflies and insects, though, I'm not as fond of them as he is.
I set the jar aside before bringing up my knees to fold my arms upon them and continue watching bug boy poke around for more creatures. Every step and move he makes is silent; even his breathing is kept steady and quiet as to not alarm anything that might be nearby. He's clearly done this a lot. As I grow bored, my mind starts to drift to old memories of this place: the barbecues, fishing, and sleeping under the stars. It's beautiful out here in nature.
There's something so freeing about it, like stepping into an entirely different world where nothing matters. Sighing contently, I flatten my legs out before shutting my eyes to bask in the sun, soaking my skin in the warm rays. I sit there for a good thirty minutes while peeking at Havik every once in a while. I, then, start to notice the sky changing colors from blue to pink and orange. Soon, it will be a dark navy.
'Dad should be home soon if he isn't already. Time went by pretty fast. We should head back.' A yellow butterfly with black markings on it's wings flutters past before landing on Havik's shoulder, as though the teen wasn't the slightest bit threatening. It brings a small smile to my face as I watch him reach for another one of those jars. He has such a way with those creatures. It's incredible. If only he treated humans with such delicacy. Still, I should warn him that even I'm at a disadvantage out here when night falls, especially without a light on hand.
