jacin

See? Injustice. Here we are, risking our lives to rescue Kai and this whole planet, and Adri and Pearl get to go to the royal wedding. I__ disgusted. I hope they spill soy sauce on their fancy dresses.__acin__ concern turned fast to annoyance. __our ship has some messed-up priorities, you know that?___ko. My name is Iko. If you don__ stop calling me the __hip,_ I am going to make sure you never have hot water during your showers again, do you understand me?___eah, hold that thought while I go disable the speaker system.___hat? You can__ mute me. Cinder!

Jacin__ fingers curled around his knife. It was torture. Jacin looked more afraid than when he__ stood on trial. More afraid than when his torso had been stripped raw from the lashings. This was the last time she would ever see him. This was her last moment. Her last breath. Suddenly, all of the politics and all of the games stopped mattering. Suddenly, she felt daring. __acin,_ she said, with a shaky smile. __ou must know. I cannot remember a time when I didn__ love you. I don__ think such a time ever existed.__is eyes filled with a thousand emotions. But before he could say whatever he would say, before he could kill her, Winter grabbed the front of his shirt with both hands and kissed him. He thawed much quicker than shed expected. Almost instantly, like he__ been waiting for this moment, he grabbed her hips and pulled her against him with a possessiveness that overwhelmed her. His lips were desperate and starved as he leaned into the kiss, pressing her against the rail. She gasped, and he deepened the kiss, threading one hand into the hair at the nape of her neck. Her head swam, muddles with heat and a lifetime of desire. Jacin__ other hand abandoned her hip. She heard the ring of steel as the knife was pulled from its scabbard. Winter shuddered and kissed him harder, filling it with every fantasy she__ ever had. Jacin__ hand slipped out of her hair. His arm encircled her. He held her against him like he couldn__ get close enough. Like he meant to absorb her body into his. Releasing his shirt, Winter found his neck, his jaw. She felt the tips of his hair on her thumbs. He made a noise and she couldn__ tell if it was desire or pain or regret or a mix of everything. His arm tensed against her back. His weight shifted as he raised the knife.

I know that you are my guard, and you are my best friend. I know you would die for me. And I know that should that ever happen, I would die immediately after.

So much importance pressed into so few words. It was just like Jacin.

Jacin said nothing else. Neither did she. After the first ring was completed, she leaned her head against his thigh, making herself more comfortable as she picked out a sunburst orange. Overhead, Jacin sighed, and she felt the faintest brush of fingertips against her hair. A hint, a suggestion of togetherness, before he became a statue once more.

I will accept this side effect. I will accept any amount of monsters my mind wants to give me, but I will not become a monster myself

You think I__ perfect?__e didn__ look away. Didn__ look bashful or even nervous. Just stared at her, like she__ asked him if Luna orbited the Earth. Then he leaned over and brushed a kiss against her forehead.__ust sort of,_ he said. __ou know. On a good day.

You__e perfect,_ he said, finishing his thought as if she hadn__ interrupted. __ don__ care if you see dead wolves and turn into a living ice sculpture when you__e having a bad day. I don__ care if I have an imprint of your teeth on my shoulder. I don__ care if you__e _ fixed._ He spat the word like it tasted bad. __ want you to be safe and happy. That__ all.