#bonita * mali [ jingledoms ] !

[sweethurtss]

# PROMPTS FOR THE HEAVY HEARTED . // @jingledoms​​ !

“  i’m not strong.  or brave.  i survive ‘cause there’s not really any other choice. ”. [mali/boni]

Bonita stared up at the ceiling of her bedroom, reaching over to take his hand in hers to give a small squeeze. “I don’t think I know what it’s like to not always be in survival mode either, but with you...” she paused, unused to the fragile vulnerability of opening up to someone like this.

“Well, I like to think that maybe I can rely on someone like you. I hope that someday you can rely on me too. And maybe, someday, we could learn how to be at peace together,” she smiled sadly, rolling over as her fingers stroked his hair. Looking at his profile in the dim lighting, Bonita wanted to give him all the kindness that this world had deprived them of.

[sweethurtss]

Beyond contemplating her rather new relationship change with mortality, Bonita found there were very, very few perks to the change that came with becoming a werewolf. Everything was too loud, and far too smelly for her tastes — there so much happening at once that she’d been in and out of the bathroom, nauseous from her heightened senses.

A small consolation was that at least Mali didn’t smell repulsive, he was perhaps one of the few things that was still pleasing to be near. And, she realized, he was the only person she’d actually seen in person for almost a week now as she had refused to leave home, preferring to lay in bed with her misery.

Gazing at herself in the mirror, Bonita found her reflection both familiar and yet still so foreign as she sat on the floor, her fiery hair uncharacteristically oily as she wore the same oversized shirt she’d been wearing for a few days now — her only motivation to change it was the fact that it was losing Mali’s scent.

Her throat tightened as she noticed the man himself standing in the doorway of her dark bedroom, her face flushing scarlet as she hugged her knees tighter against her chest. “Don’t look at me, I’m— I’m so embarrassing.” She hoped the darkness at least obscured her a little bit as she tried to hide herself away from his line of sight, pulling her blanket tight around herself.

@jingledoms​​ ✨

[sweethurtss]

# HEAVY HEARTED SENTENCE STARTERS . // @jingledoms​ !

“   i like having you around.  and not because of what you can do for me or give to me—  i like you.  i value you as a person. ”. [mali/boni]

“Aww, Mali! I’m blushing. But you know, I wouldn’t mind you showing me how much you value my body too,” she winked.

[sweethurtss]

# INBOX . // @jingledoms​ !

“You’re gorgeous still.”. [mali/bonita]

“Duh, I’m always gorgeous,” Bonita huffed as she rubbed her forehead, hungover from their wild night. “I’d probably look even more gorgeous in a rose scented bubble bath with you though, just saying~!” Her hinting was the very antonym of subtle.

[sweethurtss]

# YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM // @jingledoms​ !

❝  i know you’ve always got my back.  ❞ [bon/mali]

“Well, obviously,” Bonita snapped, sitting on the ground with Mali resting between her legs - his head pushed against her shoulder as she clung tightly to him. “That doesn’t mean you should test that theory, I’m—” her throat constricted, fighting against the vulnerability that was ebbing out amidst all the adrenaline. Silent tears spilling down her cheek.

“I’m only human, Mali. I’m not like you, I don’t have incredibly enhanced abilities. There’s some things... there’s just some things even I can’t do, because I’m just a human. And I almost couldn’t save you back there... I... I hate to say it, but that was pure luck. It feels wrong to say that was all me when I know it was just dumb luck that kept you alive and here with me.” Her fingers dig into his arms, as if scared that something would happen, that he would be torn from her arms - scared that she could still lose him.