Peace or Tranquility? [open]

"W-well. It's not my father." He admitted, stumbling over his words as she mended to the wounds his siblings had left on his heart. "It's my older brother that made the decision. Not my father." He explained. Although he hated his children Neo could never hate Cairo. The wolf that had guarded and protected him like one of his own and never seemed to falter from that path...But there was that darkness in the back of his mind, the thought that always lingered, and he wondered: Would Cairo have done any different? Collision was after all practically a carbon copy of Cairo, despite their lack of blood between them. He fell into the embrace regardless, his head resting upon her arm as she coiled around him. His eyes closed softly, lulled into a peaceful state by her kind words and sympathies. The touch of a female, something he had been denied his entire life, first by his biological mother who had abandoned them, then by Guinevere who died coddling her own cubs, and then by his siblings who turned their backs on him. "My heart bleeds for such inequality especially to someone as handsome as yourself." Finally he had someone to himself. Something to himself something to...Handsome? She thought he was handsome? Magenta eyes jumped open as the words reached his ears. He looked up at her, confused momentarily before he buried his head in her chest, feeling the soft rhythm of her heart as his own heart raced inside his rib cage, threatening to break the tender bones and muscle "Handsome" The word played in his mind again and again, always in her soft gentle articulation. He was handsome and she was beautiful. He was in love with her.

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