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“I would wait a thousand years for you, if you asked me, I would wait for you until only my bones remained upon an altar. But if you must leave again, then let me follow you, Red.”

“I cannot pretend with you any longer,”she said. “I love you. I have loved you for a long time.”

I was trembling, and I wanted to hide it from her. How weak I must seem. But then I realized. I wanted her to see me bare. I was weak for her alone, and I wanted her to know it. I did not want to keep anything from her.

“Why are you here? Why are you helping me?”

“Because she is yours, as you are hers.” Bade replied quietly. “And she is precious to me.”

BADE 🥹🤍

Bade accepted a dinner with Vincent

“You have known Matilda since you were children?”-bade
I blinked away my shock. That was when I realized…he was not only here to see Matilda, he was striving to know me as well. He was sitting at our table, eating our mortal food, suffering great discomfort in hopes of finding some common ground with me.
BADE 🥹

“He does not like me.”
“He does not know you. But perhaps one day, he will. And the two of you can have a proper conversation and bond over a meal.”
Matilda&bade

‘I long for you.
I do not know when this happened, when the current rose and when I let it take me, willingly, but there came a moment when I looked at you and could not breathe. There was a moment when I watched you depart, and I wanted to fall to my knees. ‘

Vincent’s note

‘My home is your home. My arms are a haven for you to rest. My last name is yours if you desire it. I will love you to my grave, and even beyond it, when the mists welcome me, when k am hopefully very old and gray and grouchy and have spent the seasons beside you when you are here and dreaming of you when you are gone.
I love you dearly, red.
Come home to me. Return to me, when you can.
Yours Vincent.

‘ I loved her.
I had loved her for a long time and I did not know what to do about it.’

“Stay,” Vincent whispered. “Stay with me a little while longer.”
“ how long?” I countered, and my voice betrayed me. I was breathless, and he heard it.
His grip on my hand only tighter, and the hint of pain was welcomed, waking a dark fire in my blood.
“However long you can give me, Red.”
AHHH! THIS BETTER NOT FUCKIN BE FORESHADOWING I SWEAR!!!

She was not mine by spoken Val, but something deeper something that felt older, stronger, darker, like a language that had been sung centuries ago, but had now been forgotten. Something that simmered in the blood, calling to me, calling to her.