𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 - Four X Male!OC
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"Four glared down at his fists, bruises shifting like something living beneath his skin. He wanted to snap - snap in the same way he'd wanted to at his father but had never been able to, for all his abuse. But, against raging instinct, he sat, 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, beside his trembling, terrified partner and the beaten up little boy they'd somehow acquired along the way in some gross imitation of the old American Dream, enduring the rope burn just to grip the clammy hand of the man he loved beside him once more, gun levelled to his head, and said, "𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚." Instead. And that was better than anything else - bullet, blood, and impending doom all be damned. 𝐇𝐞'𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝."
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Something wicked 𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 the well-loved earth of Amity when Blue wakes, desperate and lonely and overwhelmed with the realisation that he no longer needs to be Blue - needs to be anyone.
For once in his life, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞.
So, he leaves. He runs from the beautiful, burning fields of his home, from the charred remains of his fragmented smile, and he grows. Like a seed in the rich soil, he blooms in the warm embrace of the strange new world that is the Dauntless Compound. 𝐈𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, and Blue is willing, more than anything, to throw away peace and dive head first into the dark.
The room was pitch black but I could still see his handsome face.
And even if I were put in a crowd and blindfolded, I would still be able to find him.
His musky scent wafted across the bed to my nose. My favorite scent in the world. His eyes were on my face and I stared back. It felt like we were communicating with our eyes. Mine was saying "why won't you love me back?" and I was sure that his was saying "why is this dork staring at me?". At the sad thought I closed my eyes and took solace in the silence in the room, calming my raging emotions and fighting the threatening tears. I was half successful when I heard his deep voice. My eyes fluttered open at once as if they had been waiting for him to speak.
"I'm sorry for what I said about you earlier"
"It's fine" I managed to croak
"I was scared and confused but not anymore"
I did not understand what he meant. I looked at his face at the other side of the bed trying to decipher what he was trying to say but his face was blank.
"Goodnight Marco" he said and closed his eyes.
I lay in the same position, looking at the now sleeping figure. I was confused and curious.
What do you mean by not anymore? I asked in my mind as if he could somehow hear me.
But he couldn't. And I wasn't brave enough to ask.
Afraid that my heart would be shattered again by the same person I had fallen madly in love with. The only person my soul longed for.
The only person my body lusted for.
I lay in that position, watching him sleep till my eyes gave up and closed on their own.
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