Tell Me A Secret
They were still watching. They had been since they arrived at the townhouse three hours ago. The war had long ended, but its grip had barely loosened, and the only thing that could keep them from collapsing to their knees was seeing those faces slowly fill with the light that had almost been lost.
It was slow going.
Nesta, of course, had been staring at her sisters without blinking and she stood so still that Cassian had begun to worry. Because the one he’d been keeping his eye on was her. Of course it was her. It would always be her.
That silent hatred she’d radiated when they’d first met in the Archeron family manor had faded slowly over the months, but sometimes he remembered what it felt like. To loathe her almost as much as she did him, to despise the way he couldn’t pull away. Back then, he had hated how much he wanted her - how he sometimes dreamed of those icy eyes.
They still filled his sleep, but everything about it was entirely different now.
He recalled when they used to stare at each other across rooms, and how he used to taunt her. He remembered how he sometimes wished he were a daemati so he could slip into the unknown that was her mind. She was just so wraith-like, so there, and yet he could never tell what was going on behind those eyes.
She sighed suddenly.
“I thought your infatuation with me would someday lessen.”
Her tone said she was attempting at humor. But she did not smile.
“Don’t you get bored of using the same lines every day?”
“Don’t you get bored of hearing them?” His voice was a caress as he leaned over and nipped her jaw.
Her low chuckle was not sweet or ladylike, but it made his heart beat faster all the same. This was Nesta. He didn’t stand a chance.
“I’m bored,” she murmured softly, but not gently. “Tell me a secret, Cassian.” It was a command, because she had always been their leader, had always been the one to steer. And he didn’t mind, in fact, he loved it that way. It was the least he could give her after all she’d been through.
“I love you.”
She huffed another exasperated laugh as she gripped his chin and lifted his head so they were eye to eye.
Maybe it was the mating bond, or maybe it was the endless happiness in her expression, but he thought that someone could put an ash arrow through his heart right then, and he would die a happy man.
“That’s not a secret, you idiot.”