enzokane

[enzokane]

with: @elvaperezcreed​ where: a local bar

Though he’d heard she was back in their camp, he hadn’t lain eyes on her for himself yet. Lorenzo considered that a blessing. For so long he followed his code. Get in, get done, and then you get gone. That was the way he protected himself from the inevitable. People always leave, and if you give them the inch, they’ll take a mile out of your hide. Somehow he’d convinced himself she was different. It had something to do with the way moonlight played in her hair, or even the heavy way she always laid her head on his chest when she was satisfied. He was powerless to the way his entire being opened up to her. He wasn’t even sure he was aware of it until the day she told him she was leaving, crossing enemy lines, and every part of him tensed up at the idea of losing her. Lorenzo had been strong enough to not beg; he didn’t even ask her to stay. Three words danced on the tip of his tongue until he caught himself. They hadn’t spoken since, and he had no wish to. A Stones song played in his head as he watched her from across the room. The door was closer to him, which meant he could make a clean break of it if he wanted, but instead, he found himself sitting in the barstool next to her. “I would ask how you are, but seeing you flirt with this washed up bartender tells me all I need to know.” Lorenzo said, having the audacity to place an order as if he hadn’t just boldly insulted the younger man. 

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