And they touched and touched and touched. They rubbed their lips raw; till their hearts were practically dripping on the hardwood floor. But no matter the pain or heartache, they kept consuming each other. Growing more and more fascinated with the idea of finding the end of the rainbow. Minds filling with dopamine, hands rushing to the finish line, eyes burning with dangerous need. One twisted their way into the other’s soul and started putting up picture frames and vases filled with flowers in the window sills. The other wormed inside their partner’s heart and put bear traps on the floor in a desperate attempt to ward off visitors. They put night lights in their lover’s mind to keep them from going dark. They both put up glow-in-the-dark stars from their childhood on each other’s skin to serve as a constant reminder of the little universe they’ve created.
Maybe, if they both fight a little harder for each other, they’ll also realize what it means to fight for themselves.
I’M NOT LOOKING FOR ROMANCE; I’M LOOKING FOR SUPPORT // k.m.
bloodstone is one hell of a soldier and quick on their feet. excels at tactical planning. resilient, witty, and composed. used to serve under pink diamond, now serves as a guard under the three remaining diamond monarchists.