Noah can hear everything, and it only makes him hurt more. It feels like someone came along with a spoon and slowly scooped out his insides, leaving him aching and without. He feels guilty for scaring her and worse for her loneliness. He moves, wrapping his arms around her, enveloping her small frame as much as his own lean, ghost body can.
He presses his face to her hair, a cross between a kiss and a nuzzle, and buries his words there. "I love him. Like I love you." And the others. Even Ronan, despite what he's done. It is different with Krem for obvious reasons. A love made different from intimacy, different experiences, feelings he doesn't share with his friends. A deeper love that he hadn't even realized was possible. Not for him. But at his core, he loves them all.
And Blue deserves to hear it from someone, even if it's just from him.
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Date: 2015-10-09 04:28 am (UTC)He presses his face to her hair, a cross between a kiss and a nuzzle, and buries his words there. "I love him. Like I love you." And the others. Even Ronan, despite what he's done. It is different with Krem for obvious reasons. A love made different from intimacy, different experiences, feelings he doesn't share with his friends. A deeper love that he hadn't even realized was possible. Not for him. But at his core, he loves them all.
And Blue deserves to hear it from someone, even if it's just from him.
"Don't be sad, Blue. I'm not the only one."