- A Starter Where My Muse Helps Yours Get Ready For A Fancy Event @tanthalos

👗  -  a  starter  where  my  muse  helps  yours  get  ready  for  a  fancy  event — @tanthalos

“Kit, you’ve got to sit still,” Jade laughs, running a finger through a strand of hair she’s sectioned off. “I can’t finish this if you keep moving your head about.” Once she’s gotten Kit to hold still again, her fingers make quick work of plaiting the princess’s long, dark hair. Jade’s had years of practice on her own hair. Kit’s is somewhat easier to sort through and section out, her fingers never lost along the twists and turns. As if she knows Kit as well as herself. When she finishes, she runs her fingers through the hair that the braids now frame. Looking over Kit’s shoulder, she observes her work in the vanity mirror.

“Perfect,” she says softly, so close to the princess’s ear. She steps away from the chair, giving Kit room to stand up. Jade takes a moment to straighten out the dress she’s forced herself to wear, longing for the feel of the armor she’ll be clandestinely donning in tomorrow’s tournament. When she looks up at Kit again, she doesn’t realize she’s stopped breathing. Heart races as her gaze moves up and down the young woman in front of her in a way so unsubtle, she mentally reprimands herself when their eyes meet again. She can’t be so obvious with her feelings. But Mothers, she’s so beautiful. “We should get going. Can’t be late for the welcome feast… This whole tournament is to celebrate your sixteenth birthday, after all.”

Erin Kellyman as Jade Claymore WILLOW | Season One

** secret love sentence starters.

“  meet  me  tonight  ?  at  our  spot  ?  ”

“  i’m  sorry,  but  you  know  we  can’t  do  this.  ”

“  you  almost  had  even  me  believing  that.  ”

“  don’t  you  think  you  were  a  little  too  convincing  ?  ”

“  i  wished  it  could  have  been  you.  ”

“  i  think  of  you  often,  even  when  i  know  we  cannot  see  each  other.  ”

“  i  cannot  keep  this  up.  ”

“  i  can’t  pretend  not  to  be  jealous.  ”

“  i  wished  it  could  be  you  on  my  arm.  ”

“   people  will  talk  if  you  continue.  ”

“  i  thought  this  was  what  you  wanted  ?  ”

“  how  can  you  lie  so  easily  ?  ”

“  as  soon  as  i  see  someone  else  close  to  you,  i  get  jealous.  ”

“  how  can  we  live  like  this  ?  pretending  ?  ”

“  i  don’t  know  if  we  should  be  alone  together.  ”

“  we  could  have  been  happy.  ”

“  it’s  difficult  to  be  so  close  but  not  be  able  to  kiss  you.  ”

“  i  broke  the  rules  for  you,  isn’t  that  enough  ?  ”

“  i  wish  that  i  could  stop  loving  you.  but  i  can’t.  ”

“  pretending  i  wasn’t  in  love  with  you  is  the  hardest  thing  i’ve  ever  done.  ”

“  maybe  some  people  are  only  meant  to  fall  in  love  with  each  other,  but  not  be  together.  ” 

“  i  love  you,  not  them.  ”

“  will  there  ever  be  a  day  where  we  can  tell  them  about  us  ?  ”

“  were  you  with  them  ?  ”

“  is  that  why  you  didn’t  answer  your  phone  ?  ”

“  i  missed  you  whilst  you  were  gone.  ”

“  i  hate  seeing  you  with  them.  ”

“  we  shouldn’t  do  this  here.  ”

“  you  love  me,  don’t  you  ?  ”

“  you  know  how  i  feel.  ”

“  please  remember  that  i  love  you.  ”

We talk a lot about Kit being touch starved, but have we ever stopped to consider how touch starved Jade must be? She grew up as an orphan for god knows how long before Ballantine took her on as his protege/ward, and while there's clearly a lot of love and affection between them, he doesn't strike me as the most physically affectionate guy.

So the only person who has probably touched Jade with any regularity is...

...Kit.

No wonder Jade fell desperately in love with her.

kit: *does something stupid* jade: what a fucking idiot. jade: can't believe i would die for her.

Jade scoffs, shaking her head. She believes Kit. She knows it most likely is nothing. It always is. That’s part of the problem. Does Jade also mean nothing? Does Kit just enjoy blurring the lines of their friendship occasionally, because it’s fun? Because Jade constantly wonders if she’s just like any other girl Kit sometimes brings back to their motels. And for a moment, she’d had a sliver of hope, but now…

“Unbelievable. You can’t even bring yourself to say it again. Why do I even-” She stops, takes a deep breath. She’s worked up, can’t even feel the freezing cold Kit mentioned anymore. “I’m done. I’m not waiting around anymore for you to figure this out, figure us out. It hurts too much.” She turns away again, going to the nearest stairwell. She needs to get away from here.

ㅤㅤㅤkit grabs her jacket as she follows jade out of the room, the girl she had brought back left scrambling for her own shirt. she wants to tell jade that nothing happened, that she quit before her own shirt could be removed, but jade is walking too fast, and kit is stumbling over her inability to multi task. eventually, she manages to detangle the jacket from herself and puts it on properly. ❛❛ will you just calm down a second, ❜❜ kit breathes out, coming to a stop when jade does.

ㅤㅤㅤlifting a hand, kit indicates the room they've just left. ❛❛ that was nothing - didn't mean anything, ❜❜ she explains. it's left unsaid how wrong, how unsatisfying it felt. like something was missing. it stopped as quickly as it started, and - fuck, this gonna be all over twitter. exhaling the breath she didn't know she was holding, the musician drops arms to her side. ❛❛ i said that that shit didn't mean anything, ❜❜ kit repeats. ❛❛ can we just - can we just go back inside? it's fucking freezing out here. ❜❜