[BROLIN/MERTHUR] "tell me we weren't just friends." he begged, his bright-blue eyes growing glossy as tears filled them. there was a short and silent pause between the two, almost as if the blonde had been hesitating to voice his thoughts. then, he...
"So, why?" I asked with an amused smile, we walked from the store, camera in hand. Bradley tilted his head and looked at me. "Why what?"
"Why the sudden desire to have a camera?"
Silence arose between the two of us, as we sauntered on down the street. The sun glimmered through the naked branches that had small buds of leaves slowly forming upon them, and birds sang their songs in harmony. There was a gentle warmth in the Spring air, as we walked in a comforting quietness. The cars that zoomed up and down the street had been white background noise to us.
"I've always wanted a camera. When I was little, I would always beg my parents for one. I was always interested in photography." Bradley said, his eyes drifting onto the package he had held in his hands, a fragile camera hidden and protected under the cardboard walls.
"My parents never did buy me one. They'd always tell me I would be better off without. And after awhile, I started to believe them."
"So why the change of heart now?" I asked, which caused Bradley to stop walking. He suddenly began to tear open the box, ripping the tape that bound the cardboard together open. He threw out any excess papers and styrofoam and bubble wrap in the nearest garbage bin, placing the cardboard box beside the trashcan on the ground. In his fingertips, rested his newly bought camera.
He inserted a tiny plastic SD card, and the camera flicked on. He held it up to his eye, and pointed it at me.
"What are you doing?" I proclaimed, feeling instantly a bit uncomfortable.
"I want to look back on everything when I become old. I want to remember each and every single one of everyone's faces. All the sights we see. Our adventures on and offset. I don't want to forget a thing." He responded, his eyes full of mystery. The camera flashed, my vision turning white for a split second. Something that was hidden beneath those beautiful irises stumped me, and I couldn't decipher what had been going on within them.
"Not too long ago, you were fighting for your life." I said blankly, feeling a sharp pang in my chest. After a small pause, Bradley didn't respond, only with a quiet, "we should head back."
His blonde hair fluttered against his forehead in the wind as we walked on in silence.
I guess it bothered him still, too.
--- AN; imagine colin looking at you like this. -lily -4/23/19
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