# TEMP PINNED . . . cameron jones. FEDRA ���� marlene's hard —— ass sibling forced into opposition. they / them transmasc muse crafted for the last of us verse. chaos by https://t.co/QzSCwexoot
“ — hospital until there were next to none of us left. eventually, i found myself here. i live here, have been for the past few years, ” a pause, fingers fidgeting with the straps of her thigh harness, “ when we —, when i got here, i didn't realize this was where he lived. ”
lucía should have expected manny to ask questions sooner rather than later, and she owed him so many answers. her being * here was something that could easily be seen as betrayal if she did not take the opportunity to explain herself. still, she wondered if it was worth —
lips were warmth, a bed of hyacinth reposed in undiluted sunlight. eyes forced shut come action, barely having to adjust until darkness wholly encompassed. pain was immeasurable but affections followed by affirmation, * something felt ... —
— airing it all out here. breath escaped her, looking down at his hands that begged the chair for stability, and she pushed herself up, taking the steps towards the stool near the wall, dragging it to sit in front of him.
⠀“ after you left for washington, i stayed at the — ”
— him space to exist without being smothered. she needed to figure out how to get him to her home, and get him the attention needed. not to mention isela...she had no idea how to go about that.
hand paused the moment she felt those fingers around her wrist, letting it hover above that wound. gaze shifted to his face, taking in the recognizable details and letting her memory fill in the rest. seeing him like this was shocking enough, but having him here after all these —
cloth applied to wound received oxygen sucked between teeth, taken aback by the sudden pain erupting from crater replacing shoulder.
“ ¡ ah, mierda ! ” fingers slap to wrist, wrenching touch from injury to prevent continued —
— years felt impossible. there was so much she needed to tell him.
⠀wordlessly, she leaned forward, lips pressed light as a feather to bloodied forehead, lingering there to feel his feverish warmth. “ te extraño, ” murmured against his skin, only pulling away to give —