When I see your smile....

Eloi watched Deacon squirm as he fished for the right words to say, how he was going to say, it the works. Eloi wondered what that was like… Not being able to find the right word… People knew her thoughts, her feelings; it was hard to hide things from them whenever she sent her thoughts to him. However, as he started to pace her eyes followed him, and if she didn’t think he was going to spit something important out, she would have tugged on his ear. She pushed some rebellious hairs behind her ear, and twisted her scarf in her fingers, and around her wrists and hands. She bit her lip, hoping that he would say what she thought he was going to say.

The mute female dug her shoe into the dirt slightly as she listened to Deacon babbling away, obviously really trying to say something. But what? She didn’t want to assume, and get her feelings hurt, or just sit there and have an awkward silence between them. Though, technically, an awkward silence wouldn’t really be her fault. Though she grabbed his hand, and interlaced their fingers, hopefully it would calm him. It was just her, she wouldn’t judge him, or hurt him as long as she was capable of preventing it.

Then, Eloi leaned closer to him, and kissed him on the cheek, blushing. Maybe that would give him strength to say what he wanted…

Eloi wanted to do something, anything to help him. Whatever he wanted to say had to be big! She could almost see it welding up in his chest, preventing him from breathing properly… She squeezed his hand softly, offering him a smile. It was going to be okay…Right?

Then soon, before she knew it, he had mumbled something, and then his lips were pressed against hers! She blushed a profuse magenta, and as he pulled away from her, and her face became a smile. Her smile was so big that she could hardly contain herself. She cupped his face in her hands, just staring into his eyes for a whole minute, without saying a thing, or sending him thoughts. It’s all she needed to let him know that she felt the same way. She soon leaned into him, kissing him again, almost laughing into her kiss.

Eloi ran her hand along his face and wrapped her arms around him, finally relieved that it was finally out. They loved each other. “I love you too, Deacon.” She told him, closing her eyes, and squeezing him lightly, showing all the affection she could muster. Maybe things were better than she had perceived?

This was the happiest moment of Eloi’s life. There was no question about it. It was the only time in her life where she felt safe, secure, loved, accepted, and didn’t even think about the possibility of her powers over taking her. She wrapped her arms around him, and nuzzled her head into his chest. “I always need you… Hold me?” She closed her eyes, content with Deacon just simply holding her. She’d missed him so much in her absence that that was all she needed. Was his touch, and his love. Now, it was okay that she loved him, because they had confessed it to each other, because it was mutual, and he would always be there for her.

She couldn’t help but feel too dependant on him… But in all reality… She was, and she hoped that he realized that. She would always need his assistance, and always need his love to remain in this world… Because without it… She would self-destruct. She had come so close to it at the many institutions that she’d been sent to over the years… Doctors telling her over and over that she shouldn’t be around other people, that she was too dangerous, and that she would only hurt others, and now, that she was legally insane… It only made things worse for her. But not anymore. Not now, because she had Deacon’s love, and that was enough to conquer the world.

Eloi just remained there, in his arms, and silent. She didn't feel like there was anything to say. Besides, if there were, Deacon would definitely say it. He was good like that... Always having something to talk about. Which was good, since Eloi wasn't very talkative... for obvious reasons. Eloi rubbed her fingers into Deacon’s arms, just simply feeling him there, feeling his presence, and feeling his love surrounding her like a cocoon that would never be broken. At least, she hoped it would never be broken. She kissed his arm, nearest to her mouth, and closed her eyes. She loved him so much… He’d accepted her, legally insane and all… and she loved him wholly for that.

He wasn’t just telling her what she wanted to hear when he said he’d always be there for her. Because he always had been… even when she didn’t want him to be. She recalled that one particular day when she’d been put in the hospital, and asked the Headmistress to usher him away so that he didn’t have to be around her anymore. But… despite even that, he kept at their friendship. He was completely honest with everything he said, and for that, she was eternally grateful. She smiled, and felt as if she could simply remain here in his arms for the rest of her lifetime…