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Mockingbird

Please forgive me for missing your message. I'll be right with you.

The Other Me

He isn't that sorry.

Mockingbird

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[mauks]

[ the hand on Hugo's hip moves back up to cup the man's cheek, almost as if to hide the flecks of color appearing on beautifully pale skin. there's no one else in the apartment besides Frumpkin, no one who could catch them in this moment of vulnerability. his cat won't tell a soul but Molly still makes to keep it hidden and protected. ]

We're not a lucky pair, but you won't. [ his thumb brushes gently against skin. ] He's as determined to make what you two have got work as you are. The way he looks at you, the way he talks about you, it makes me a little jealous if I'm being honest.

[ Molly smiles, voice low, shifting to press a quick and cheeky kiss on the tip of Hugo's nose. ]

You picked up just as many of mine, love. The feeling is mutual. [ he can't begin to explain how much it meant to him, how much he's glad that they kept finding each other again and again. ] And I'll always be here to pick up the pieces again or, if you're feeling a little chaotic, cause trouble with.

[myriadeclipse]

It wasn't always that way.

[ Hugo closes his eyes as Molly shifts, smiling at the sweet kiss. For a couple of devils to share such a sweet and meaningful moment felt like something he should etch into his heart and memory for the next time he thinks of doing something unsafe. ]

When we were younger, I would say we were more like enemies or rivals. Maybe even brothers. I was still very much a Ravenlocke, but when I was with him and Jack, it felt like a second family. ... Granted, one that ended up feeling just as fake. I don't know when it changed from that ...detestable feeling of family to this. Sometime after he threw me away, perhaps...

[ His eyes remain closed, trying not to drift into more bad feelings. How could he feel bad when Molly was so warm? ]

So, I wouldn't feel jealous of that man. The unfortunate state of our relationship is a failure on all sides. He slid more into becoming a control freak; a strange mix of wanting to be both the dominating alpha and the bound. I...

[ He paused, opening his eyes. What did he become? ]

I wrapped myself in lies as if it were the finest silks. My life is a stage and everything is a performance under spotlight. When it happens to a mask, is it real? I grew up learning how to live on the puppet strings, dancing across the stage.

...When I say it like that, it makes it sound like we were never compatible to begin with.

[ Stopping, he brought that light smile back. ]

I am... grateful. For your words. And your presence.

[ Man, that was harder than he thought it was going to be. ]