"I'm sorry.. I just really miss him.." I looked up, struggling to look at her without immediately turning away. My sight was clouded by tears, but I could still make out the soft glow of her warm brown eyes as she took my other hand in hers.
"Don't apologise for having emotions, it's why we're here." She said calmly. North scooted her box closer to mine, turning it so she was next to me, rather than in front. Sitting more on my seat than her own now, she delicately placed her head on my shoulder, interlocking our fingers.
"It's okay to cry, Markus." She reassured me again, nestling into me. I tried to keep holding everything in, bottling it up inside of my head, but it wasn't long before I started sobbing again. Part of me was embarrassed, but I knew that after all we've been through together, North would never judge me, not for this.
At first, it was only me, but my sobs were interrupted by the sound of sniffling that wasn't coming from me.
"I wish I had a parent figure in my life at some point.." North's voice was quiet, almost a whisper. She buried her face in my arm, dampening my sleeve further. We sat like that for over an hour, crying in silence. It still hurt, but having someone I love next to me the whole time took part of the pain away. Dabbing the tears away from my cheeks, I took a deep sigh, prompting North to sit up and look at me.
"Markus, what are we going to do? We can't stay cooped up in this old ship forever." She sniffled. In an attempt to calm her, I gently ran my fingers through her hair with one hand, keeping my other on top of hers.
"I.. I don't know.." I'd only felt like this a few times, but I knew exactly what this feeling was. Uncertainty.
"Maybe we could go and find the android with the small child. She must be somewhere safe if she's got a little girl with her." North suggested, lifting her head from my arm.
"Kara? No, she fled to Canada with Luther and Alice. We won't be able to go there." I shook my head. North fell silent again, thinking.
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What comes next? (Markus x North) (DBH)
أدب الهواةMarkus and North had been living in the same place and doing nothing for months after the revolution, but now they're decided that they need to think about where their lives are going to go.
