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[Lycaon joins her on the couch and pours their tea, making it as he remembers Evangeline liking it.]
Your feelings for him run deep. Love is not a word I have heard you use so.
I tried to remind him, everyday, that I wanted his company. That I loved it and him. That I craved him. As dangerous as his magics and his very body were. I would gladly risk much to spend time with him. To touch and hold him. To kiss him. To try and show him how much he means to me.
And I hope, at least a fraction of the time, I was successful.
Love's not a word I use lightly. [She sips her tea once it's ready.] -Thank you, this is perfect.
...I think he knew we cared for him, at least. He may not have understood why or felt that he was at all deserving of it, but I think we proved that we did care for him, that we weren't just tolerating him.
It is not a word I believe should be used lightly. I am glad you find it perfect.
I do believe you are right. He knew we cared for him...but he questioned his worthiness of our care. Of our love. Though that did not cause him to reject it. It brought upon him caution. Given his...physiology and his past, it is more than understandable.
Still. I wished to show him I had no hesitation. No fear of him for who and what he was. And I hope he finds someone, anyone, who could give that to him in his world. He deserves it, even if he does not see it for himself.
I hope that too. -Before he came here he'd recently moved out of the literal catacombs and started living with a couple, so at least I know he won't be completely alone... But I don't know if they'll understand how much there is to love about him.
[It's better than before, but is it enough? Could he ever be loved enough, to make up for everything else?]
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on 2026-06-02 08:12 pm (UTC)Your feelings for him run deep. Love is not a word I have heard you use so.
I tried to remind him, everyday, that I wanted his company. That I loved it and him. That I craved him. As dangerous as his magics and his very body were. I would gladly risk much to spend time with him. To touch and hold him. To kiss him. To try and show him how much he means to me.
And I hope, at least a fraction of the time, I was successful.
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on 2026-06-02 10:45 pm (UTC)...I think he knew we cared for him, at least. He may not have understood why or felt that he was at all deserving of it, but I think we proved that we did care for him, that we weren't just tolerating him.
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on 2026-06-09 07:30 pm (UTC)I do believe you are right. He knew we cared for him...but he questioned his worthiness of our care. Of our love. Though that did not cause him to reject it. It brought upon him caution. Given his...physiology and his past, it is more than understandable.
Still. I wished to show him I had no hesitation. No fear of him for who and what he was. And I hope he finds someone, anyone, who could give that to him in his world. He deserves it, even if he does not see it for himself.
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on 2026-06-09 11:00 pm (UTC)[It's better than before, but is it enough? Could he ever be loved enough, to make up for everything else?]