“Levi,” she whispers, her voice a desperate ache. The fear had become a living thing inside her breast, tangling her thoughts and squeezing her heart until she wonders how she might bare it. She had worried he would not come. That her strength would falter and he would not be there to catch her. She had feared for her children, for their safety in such a merciless world.
But he is there, his touch a balm against her overworked flesh, centering her troubled thoughts. She presses against him, her cheek against his warm skin for just a moment as she soaks in the comfort he brings. She says nothing of his delay. She never has, only waiting for him to finally return. He cannot see the dread she had buried deep. That one day he might leave and never return. That he might one day grow tired of her.
It would be no more than she deserves, for all the times she has fled.
She still can’t seem to find the words to explain that it would only ever been him though. She says nothing when his absences span the day, the entire night, because he returns. She asks him nothing of what he does because she fears the answer. She would take any piece of him he would give her, no matter how small. Because it is the only thing holding her together. She lives for his touch, for the smell of his hot skin and the way his lips trail possessively along her blue body.
As long as she has that much of him, she could be content.
She only draws away from him when the pain becomes too great. And by the time their daughter is born she is too exhausted to do more that lean into his touch where it burns desperately against her damp skin. Her body trembles with fatigue as she struggles to remain awake. As she cleans their daughter and gives her her name. Instinct demands she rise, but she hasn’t the strength. Perhaps though, she has a little time before they find their feet.
“Levi,” she murmurs again, as she droops heavily against him, struggling to remain awake. Keep them safe, she thinks, the words becoming lost somewhere in her throat. She would rest just a moment. Just long enough to gather the strength to care for her babies.
Make me a promise that time won't erase us
That we were not lost from the start
Rapture
