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[righteousruin]

❛ an eternity with you would never satisfy me. ❜

He hums in agreement, lying with her head on his chest, fingers in her hair, staring at the open sky above them. He’d been nervous about her coming to Santa Prisca, but the government and the people were fond of him now — no longer a renegade, but a prodigal son, thanks to his newfound sports career. And so he brought her, under the agreement that they were not to be apart so long as they were on the island. Luckily, with all the time they’d had to spend apart, being glued to one another hadn’t been a problem.

And so, she was here, with him, on the same beach he’d combed as a child under the same moon, commanding the same tide that had once brought him food for himself and his mother, while she lived. He never thought about eternity. He never thought about any of this. He thought he would be dead— long dead — by now. Bane never once considered one day he might feel this sand on his back without his blood beneath it. He never considered he might one day have another heartbeat to feel, and a happy one at that.

Eternity. With the ocean beside them and the sky above, he wondered if they were not there already. Maybe they’d died together and this was the reward for their patience. Maybe dawn would not come, and they could stay like this. That would be alright. Ideal, even.

“If we have eternity, perhaps I should introduce myself.” He says, finally. They’ve known each other for years now, under the legal name his father gave him. One he’d rejected and replaced with the nickname he’d earned. But she’s met his mother now; He’d taken her to the gravesite in the quiet hours of the morning. It was the second most trusting thing he’d ever offered. To allow someone to call by the name she gave him would be the first. “My name is Bembé. She called me Bembé.”