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water under the bridge had a tendency to get too high, threat of flooding often ignored. damon likes to overlook warnings ; pass through waist-heigh water and count the seconds until they're engulfed. however, when it came to selin ... there's a certain twist in their gut. the severity didn't merit groveling, but fuck the consequences of actions can make a paper cut look fatal. sniffs, a borderline laugh, at her. rising waters of damon's own making alone ; selin's more of a breeze. disturbing the surface and bringing the ripples. the leaves falling to rest on top without making a sound— and all that poetic bullshit they'd never say aloud. shoulders droop from tension with invisible cord snapping with the little bump. the smoke coils in his uncharacteristic silence, maybe signifying that relief he feels. its easy to slip back into a factory setting, let the smile curve against his mouth and hand rest against knee. " got to at least give me my few moments of actually being serious, sel. " this comes with an arm coiling around her shoulders, tugging her towards his side with an air of comfortability. their nasty little addiction and its burn, thankfully in his eyes, kept away from wafting towards selin's face. fingers wiggle next to her face.

Water Under The Bridge Had A Tendency To Get Too High, Threat Of Flooding Often Ignored. Damon Likes

" buuuut! you get tied up in any of my shit again, break my pinkie. i'd deserve it. you'd better promise me that. " pointer finger finds its target: her cheek. presses there in a longer than necessary poke. keeps the smile on his face that she'd affected him with. which selin affects him in a lot of ways. wouldn't have stuck around otherwise. she's genuine, at least he thinks so, in a way he hadn't found himself able to be. admirable, really. the air she brings ; spring little breeze. thinks she'd be capable of anything she'd set her mind to. after all, he wouldn't let just anyone stab him with a tattoo gun's needle. wears the presence of exactly two people against his skin ; one which has started to fade, much like the once freshly laid ink has. this one is still dark in its black lines. briefly wonders if he'd slip away from the shadows from her, too. " alright. alright. enough of that shit. tell me what's new, what's on your mind. hope all this creep talk around the time isn't keeping you up at night. be a real bummer to hear. i've taken the bummer award for the night and i'm not handin' it to you. "

" You Do Know The Consequence To Breaking A Pinky Promise Is That I Get To Break Your Pinky , Right ?

" you do know the consequence to breaking a pinky promise is that i get to break your pinky , right ? " the warning is delivered with narrowed eyes , and all the faux malice of a house cat , despite her best efforts at appearing serious . teasing aside , selin had been genuinely concerned for moment that it might be true , the relief she feels to have him dispel that fear more real than she'd care to admit . remnants of the girl whose day used to be brightened just by catching a glimpse of the other in the hallway still seemed to linger every now and then , even despite the decade that'd passed and the friendship that'd formed between them . " yeah , alright . proving small town stereotypes false one day at a time , then . there really is shit to do around here . " the smoke that billows from his mouth mixes with their warm puffs of breath in the air , transfixing in a way that makes her itch to ask for her own cigarette . she doesn't even smoke , not anymore , but that was the thing about damon . it was easier to crave things off the path she'd settled into in his presence . a smoke , her art — things off limits or out of reach suddenly seem graspable . guilt stirs at the change in tone of his voice , the seriousness feeling foreign . she'd always hated to make people worry , or worse , to make them feel bad . and maybe that's why selin brightens , like she could fill in the bit of lightness he'd shed with his apology . " please , that's water under the bridge already . plus , you know , it's always exciting matching with you . tattoos , black eyes , what's next ? " she bumps his shoulder with her own , lips lifted into what she hopes is a grin that displays she was being genuine in saying it was alright . " i know it was an accident . "


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