Frost's Soulmate
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Adult +
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We'll All Fall Down
We’ll All Fall Down
~*~
Girl-
"After a while you'll forget everything
It was a brief interlude and a midsummer night's fling
And you'll see that it's time to move on"
Boy-
"I won't do that! No I won't do that!"
Girl-
"I know the territory, I've been around
It'll all turn to dust and we'll all fall down
And sooner or later, you'll be screwing around"
Boy-
"I won't do that! No I won't do that!"
-Meatloaf
~*~
It was dusk when Deacon finally walked in. Raven ran to him and hugged him. “I was so worried.”
“Why?” he asked stepping back slightly to look at her. Raven looked up at him confused.
“You didn’t come back to your room… our room. I didn’t know where you were. I was scared something had happened.”
“I was out,” he shrugged. Raven blinked, hurt. He ran a hand through his hair and she noticed how mussed it was. It was then that she caught the scent. Her eyes narrowed and Deacon knew that she could smell Mercury.
“Where were you?” she said slowly biting out each word.
He looked a little guilty. “I don’t recall us saying that we were exclusive so what does it matter?”
She crossed her arms. “Does that mean that you won’t mind if I go find one of your men and fuck them?” Her use of profanity meant one of two things. Either he was rubbing off on her or she was really, really angry. Judging by her shaking, he could lean to the latter.
“Fuck no,” he growled pissed off beyond belief merely by the thought. She arched an eyebrow at him.
“Okay, let me understand what you’re saying,” she said her voice so soft it was deadly, “it’s okay for you to screw around but not me?”
“That’s not-” Deacon cut himself off and slammed his fist into the wall. “Nothing fucking happened. I was there, she was there… and I couldn’t do it. All I could fuckin’ see is you.”
“I’m supposed to believe you?”
Deacon snorted but couldn’t seem to look at her. “Honestly, I don’t care what you believe. I don’t want to feel this. I don’t want to settle down. I liked my life the way it was.”
“Do you honestly think I want to feel this? That I want you to be the only man I’ll ever want to be with. I don’t even like you sometimes. Do you think I want to love you?” Both froze.
“Love?” Deacon asked.
“Fuck you, Frost. Just leave me alone.” She turned and walked into their room. He followed.
“Stop. Did you mean that?”
“What the does it matter?” Now there were tears in her eyes. He couldn’t help but feel guilty. “I know that you don’t care about me. If you did you wouldn’t have even tried to sleep with Mercury.”
He sighed brushing a hand exasperatedly through her hair. “I wanted to prove to myself that you didn’t rule me.”
“Rule you?”
“I can’t do anything without thinking about you. It’s like I’m obsessed.” He sighed shaking his head and finally met her gaze. “The worst part is that the thought, right now, that I’ve hurt you is killing me.”
“Maybe you should have thought about that before you tried to sleep with another woman.”
“I should have,” he admitted.
“That’s all you have to say?!”
“What do you want me to say?”
“I don’t know!”
“Why are you shouting? You never shout.”
“Because I’m so angry right now I want to rip your head off!”
“Can’t we talk?”
“I don’t want to talk. I want to hit you until you bleed.” Deacon wanted to smile but knew that that wasn’t the best reaction to ones girl telling them all the horrible things they wanted to do to them. It was just that Raven was usually so laid back that seeing her so angry was cute and a little arousing.
“Raven,” he tried.
“No, you don’t get to talk. You don’t get to stand there and make excuses. You cheated on me.”
“I didn’t.”
“Yes, you did. Even if you didn’t sleep with her you had the intention of it and that was almost as bad. I just want you to know that you are not my master and if I want to leave you and here I can.”
His eyes narrowed. “Where would you go? You’re a wanted fugitive.”
“A simple hair cut and no one would recognize me. Calypso was one of the few Night Worlders who knew who I was and she’s dead. I haven’t stayed with you because I needed a place to hide. I stayed here because I wanted to be with you. God knows why.”
“Why are we always fighting about something?”
“Why do you hide things from me?”
“What?”
“Come on, Deacon, I’m not as stupid as you seem to believe that I am. I know that you did something that night when we made- had sex in the kitchen. Whatever it was you didn’t want to tell me about it. You wouldn’t have told me about this if I didn’t smell her on you. Not that it matters we aren’t a couple anyhow. Would you please leave, Mr. Frost, I’d like to be alone?”
“No.”
“Fine. I’ll leave.” She tried to shoulder past him but he grabbed her arm turning her back towards him.
“We’re going to talk this over.”
“Talk it over by yourself I have nothing else to say to you.” She yanked her arm away from him. To his relief she didn’t leave, she just crossed over to his desk facing the monitors not looking at him.
“I’m sorry.”
“Sorry doesn’t work for this. You’ve hurt me. I was scared last night that maybe something had happened to you. Deep down, though, I knew better. I knew where you probably were, that’s why I didn’t go ask your men.”
“Raven… I really am sorry.”
“Are you sorry because you wish you hadn’t done what you did? Or because you got caught? Or because you couldn’t go through with it?”
He resisted the urge to hit something. “Fuck it, all three, okay? I… never wanted to hurt you, Raven.”
“Well, you did.”
“I did stop, Raven. I stopped because I couldn’t imagine being with any other woman than you. Can I do anything to make it up to you?”
“I don’t know.” Her voice was thick and he knew that if he could see her she’d be crying. He had made her cry. He stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She didn’t elbow him, step on his foot or attempt to head butt him so he counted his blessings.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.”
“I know.”
“Do you think we’ll ever figure this thing out?”
“I don’t know. Is love supposed to be this hard?”
The love concept bothered him but he didn’t show it. “…I don’t know. Are you going to leave?”
“I don’t have anywhere to go, do I?” He exhaled a breath he didn’t even realize that he was holding.
“I’ll make this up to you, I swear.”
“Deacon… I don’t know if you can.”
“I will.” Raven sighed but leaned back into his arms.
“I hate being mad at you.”
“You could stop,” he offered hopefully. She managed to chuckle at that.
“Nice try. I’m suddenly very tired.”
“Me too.”
She turned in his arms and looked up at him. “I just want to sleep, though, nothing else.”
He smiled shrugging. “I can deal with that.”
“Good, ‘cause I really want you to hold me. No matter how mad I am at you I always sleep best when I’m in your arms.” The two climbed into bed, neither bothering to change. “No more secrets, okay? If it’s important to us tell me.”
“Okay. No more secrets that have to do with us.”
“I know business is different. I just don’t want to have this fight again.”
Deacon smiled kissing the top of her head as she settled into his arms. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m sure we’ll have lots of different types of fights.” She laughed softly nuzzling his chest and making herself comfortable.
~*~
Girl-
"After a while you'll forget everything
It was a brief interlude and a midsummer night's fling
And you'll see that it's time to move on"
Boy-
"I won't do that! No I won't do that!"
Girl-
"I know the territory, I've been around
It'll all turn to dust and we'll all fall down
And sooner or later, you'll be screwing around"
Boy-
"I won't do that! No I won't do that!"
-Meatloaf
~*~
It was dusk when Deacon finally walked in. Raven ran to him and hugged him. “I was so worried.”
“Why?” he asked stepping back slightly to look at her. Raven looked up at him confused.
“You didn’t come back to your room… our room. I didn’t know where you were. I was scared something had happened.”
“I was out,” he shrugged. Raven blinked, hurt. He ran a hand through his hair and she noticed how mussed it was. It was then that she caught the scent. Her eyes narrowed and Deacon knew that she could smell Mercury.
“Where were you?” she said slowly biting out each word.
He looked a little guilty. “I don’t recall us saying that we were exclusive so what does it matter?”
She crossed her arms. “Does that mean that you won’t mind if I go find one of your men and fuck them?” Her use of profanity meant one of two things. Either he was rubbing off on her or she was really, really angry. Judging by her shaking, he could lean to the latter.
“Fuck no,” he growled pissed off beyond belief merely by the thought. She arched an eyebrow at him.
“Okay, let me understand what you’re saying,” she said her voice so soft it was deadly, “it’s okay for you to screw around but not me?”
“That’s not-” Deacon cut himself off and slammed his fist into the wall. “Nothing fucking happened. I was there, she was there… and I couldn’t do it. All I could fuckin’ see is you.”
“I’m supposed to believe you?”
Deacon snorted but couldn’t seem to look at her. “Honestly, I don’t care what you believe. I don’t want to feel this. I don’t want to settle down. I liked my life the way it was.”
“Do you honestly think I want to feel this? That I want you to be the only man I’ll ever want to be with. I don’t even like you sometimes. Do you think I want to love you?” Both froze.
“Love?” Deacon asked.
“Fuck you, Frost. Just leave me alone.” She turned and walked into their room. He followed.
“Stop. Did you mean that?”
“What the does it matter?” Now there were tears in her eyes. He couldn’t help but feel guilty. “I know that you don’t care about me. If you did you wouldn’t have even tried to sleep with Mercury.”
He sighed brushing a hand exasperatedly through her hair. “I wanted to prove to myself that you didn’t rule me.”
“Rule you?”
“I can’t do anything without thinking about you. It’s like I’m obsessed.” He sighed shaking his head and finally met her gaze. “The worst part is that the thought, right now, that I’ve hurt you is killing me.”
“Maybe you should have thought about that before you tried to sleep with another woman.”
“I should have,” he admitted.
“That’s all you have to say?!”
“What do you want me to say?”
“I don’t know!”
“Why are you shouting? You never shout.”
“Because I’m so angry right now I want to rip your head off!”
“Can’t we talk?”
“I don’t want to talk. I want to hit you until you bleed.” Deacon wanted to smile but knew that that wasn’t the best reaction to ones girl telling them all the horrible things they wanted to do to them. It was just that Raven was usually so laid back that seeing her so angry was cute and a little arousing.
“Raven,” he tried.
“No, you don’t get to talk. You don’t get to stand there and make excuses. You cheated on me.”
“I didn’t.”
“Yes, you did. Even if you didn’t sleep with her you had the intention of it and that was almost as bad. I just want you to know that you are not my master and if I want to leave you and here I can.”
His eyes narrowed. “Where would you go? You’re a wanted fugitive.”
“A simple hair cut and no one would recognize me. Calypso was one of the few Night Worlders who knew who I was and she’s dead. I haven’t stayed with you because I needed a place to hide. I stayed here because I wanted to be with you. God knows why.”
“Why are we always fighting about something?”
“Why do you hide things from me?”
“What?”
“Come on, Deacon, I’m not as stupid as you seem to believe that I am. I know that you did something that night when we made- had sex in the kitchen. Whatever it was you didn’t want to tell me about it. You wouldn’t have told me about this if I didn’t smell her on you. Not that it matters we aren’t a couple anyhow. Would you please leave, Mr. Frost, I’d like to be alone?”
“No.”
“Fine. I’ll leave.” She tried to shoulder past him but he grabbed her arm turning her back towards him.
“We’re going to talk this over.”
“Talk it over by yourself I have nothing else to say to you.” She yanked her arm away from him. To his relief she didn’t leave, she just crossed over to his desk facing the monitors not looking at him.
“I’m sorry.”
“Sorry doesn’t work for this. You’ve hurt me. I was scared last night that maybe something had happened to you. Deep down, though, I knew better. I knew where you probably were, that’s why I didn’t go ask your men.”
“Raven… I really am sorry.”
“Are you sorry because you wish you hadn’t done what you did? Or because you got caught? Or because you couldn’t go through with it?”
He resisted the urge to hit something. “Fuck it, all three, okay? I… never wanted to hurt you, Raven.”
“Well, you did.”
“I did stop, Raven. I stopped because I couldn’t imagine being with any other woman than you. Can I do anything to make it up to you?”
“I don’t know.” Her voice was thick and he knew that if he could see her she’d be crying. He had made her cry. He stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She didn’t elbow him, step on his foot or attempt to head butt him so he counted his blessings.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.”
“I know.”
“Do you think we’ll ever figure this thing out?”
“I don’t know. Is love supposed to be this hard?”
The love concept bothered him but he didn’t show it. “…I don’t know. Are you going to leave?”
“I don’t have anywhere to go, do I?” He exhaled a breath he didn’t even realize that he was holding.
“I’ll make this up to you, I swear.”
“Deacon… I don’t know if you can.”
“I will.” Raven sighed but leaned back into his arms.
“I hate being mad at you.”
“You could stop,” he offered hopefully. She managed to chuckle at that.
“Nice try. I’m suddenly very tired.”
“Me too.”
She turned in his arms and looked up at him. “I just want to sleep, though, nothing else.”
He smiled shrugging. “I can deal with that.”
“Good, ‘cause I really want you to hold me. No matter how mad I am at you I always sleep best when I’m in your arms.” The two climbed into bed, neither bothering to change. “No more secrets, okay? If it’s important to us tell me.”
“Okay. No more secrets that have to do with us.”
“I know business is different. I just don’t want to have this fight again.”
Deacon smiled kissing the top of her head as she settled into his arms. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m sure we’ll have lots of different types of fights.” She laughed softly nuzzling his chest and making herself comfortable.