01-26-2021, 12:51 PM
MAGNUM DAISUKE
Magnum didn’t usually sleep during the night. Too many mixed up thoughts and bad memories kept him from keeping his eyelids closed for more then one hour at a time. So on nights like this, where the clan slept soundly in their homes, Magnum was usually one to sit on the beach and watch the stars twinkle in the sky. The wolf held a freshly lit cigarette loosely on his lips and began to drift off, his eyes growing heavier with each second to the gentle lull of the waves.
“Do you love me, Maggy?”
A sharp intake of breath and a brief kick up of sand and he was up, eyes darting around with fear of the voice he had heard almost as if it were real. His ears were pinned for a while, looking at the vista surrounding him until he was quite sure nobody was around him. It was slow, but Magnum finally rested back onto his haunches and gave a slight huff at his imagination. He new the voice all too well and he had heard those words teased with him, unknowning of his true feelings for his old partner.
Magnum’s eyes drifted back towards the sea. He reached up and quickly pulled his hat down further over his face. He didn’t need this right now. He was having a pretty swell day, actually, and his tired brain just had to go and ruin it by digging into his feelings. To his old friend, he was only his business partner. He accepted a long time ago that that’s all he would ever be to the gentleman thief. He didn’t need to be anything more than that, not if he had liked him the way he was. Not even if he wanted to be more. There were somethings in life you couldn’t change, no matter how much you wanted to.
He couldn’t jeopardize the good life he had now over some fantasy.
He was fine being left behind whenever he went out on the town to find someone. He was fine with him ditching him at bars or parties, or any place they had gone to together. He was fine with being kicked out of the safe house whenever women came over. He was fine with it, really he was. He didn’t need someone to love him.
He was just a second thought.
[member=17723]WINTERHYMNS P.[/member]
“Do you love me, Maggy?”
A sharp intake of breath and a brief kick up of sand and he was up, eyes darting around with fear of the voice he had heard almost as if it were real. His ears were pinned for a while, looking at the vista surrounding him until he was quite sure nobody was around him. It was slow, but Magnum finally rested back onto his haunches and gave a slight huff at his imagination. He new the voice all too well and he had heard those words teased with him, unknowning of his true feelings for his old partner.
Magnum’s eyes drifted back towards the sea. He reached up and quickly pulled his hat down further over his face. He didn’t need this right now. He was having a pretty swell day, actually, and his tired brain just had to go and ruin it by digging into his feelings. To his old friend, he was only his business partner. He accepted a long time ago that that’s all he would ever be to the gentleman thief. He didn’t need to be anything more than that, not if he had liked him the way he was. Not even if he wanted to be more. There were somethings in life you couldn’t change, no matter how much you wanted to.
He couldn’t jeopardize the good life he had now over some fantasy.
He was fine being left behind whenever he went out on the town to find someone. He was fine with him ditching him at bars or parties, or any place they had gone to together. He was fine with being kicked out of the safe house whenever women came over. He was fine with it, really he was. He didn’t need someone to love him.
He was just a second thought.
[member=17723]WINTERHYMNS P.[/member]
EVERYTHING IS DUST IN THE WIND
MAGNUM DAISUKE
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