i see something in you ... OPEN!?

[sebastian alexander rowyn]

A small breeze blew past a body as it walked down a small dirt path. It cooled the air considerably though the temperature did not drop. It was almost perfect weather which would've explained the reason for said body's sculptured torso being bare. A tee shirt hung from the back pocket of jean shorts as the slowly darkening sky set in, the body continued to walk. It seemed that Encore was dead to the male taking a stroll. He hadn't seen the park so empty in ages; to be honest though he'd never seen the park empty in his whole time he'd been there.

A whole twenty years, and there was always at least somebody else. Not tonight, that the body was aware of. Sebastian Alexander Rowyn knew not why the park seemed empty, but he didn't care much. He just needed time to think, was all. Eme and Madden were together now, and it seemed to Seb that his life was going down the drain. It was maybe the third time in the course of five years. That wasn't what bothered him about the whole thing.

It took Eme at least six years to look at Sebastian the way she looked at Madden the night of his party. Sebastian saw the instant connection they'd had and it sickened him; the male almost threw up just at the thought. Maybe he wished that Eme had never met Madden, that way she might have came back to him.. That was a big maybe. Sebastian highly doubted Eme still knew he existed. It was funny how fast things could change.

Sebastian looked up and ran a hand through his short black hair as his hazel eyes scanned the area. He'd finished walking the length of the park in less than ten minutes, a feat for anybody he guessed. And now he stood along the two-by-four border around the play ground. The male took a hesitant step over the wood barrier that was supposed to keep the rocks in the play area. His head darted around again and saw nobody.

The male found the swings and sat on one after removing the tee shirt from his back pocket. Maybe it'd do some good to talk to someone... He thought silently to himself as he chewed on his lip. Anyone.. really. He sighed and began pushing himself into the air with his legs. It'd be nice to know that someone besides me still comes here.

[emelia automne tanner]

Everyone has those days where they just want to walk, aimlessly walking around. Today, for Emelia Tanner, had been one of those days. She’d walked on a trail she used to hike on in high school, she walked in her mother’s neighborhood and then she went to the park and walked there. The idea struck her that she wanted to go to the playground. In her life, she’d come here plenty of times. She even remembered what it had originally looked like; the new playground was much more equipped than the original. The first one was swings with two slides and monkey bars. This one had everything a kid would want and then some.

She’d had many memories to accumulate through that playground as the years began to pass her by. The memories ranged from the ages of three years old to today, at twenty. Some were good, some were bad, some were filled with laughter, and some were covered in tears She remembered coming here drunk not more than a year ago, she remember sitting in the laps of some boy on the swings, she remember sitting on the lap of one important boy while on the swings there. Sebastian Rowyn, she remembered the times they had come here. She even remembered the time she came here when she was seventeen years old and looking at the kids enjoying themselves, wondering how long until the two of them would be parents. Wondering even how long until Sebastian would look at her the way a husband looks at his wife, with desire for not only their hearts but their bodies.

She had never come to understand why Sebastian didn’t want to get physical, she didn’t understand why not even when she had basically begged him to have sex with her that he wouldn’t. Most guys wanted that more than anything, and when their girlfriends begged for it, they would give them what they wanted. But not Sebastian and she never understood that. Was it that he didn’t think she was attractive in that way? No, that wasn’t possible… he thought she was beautiful… didn’t he? Maybe he wasn’t as perfect as she thought he was. Maybe she was right; Madden was twice the man Sebastian was. Madden would love her that way… wouldn’t he?

She was making herself go crazy, why was she thinking of Sebastian and why the hell was she comparing Madden to Sebastian, or Sebastian to Madden. They were two different people, and two completely different situations. Madden was her everything, and he was immediately that way for her, it took her six years to see Sebastian. It took her all of two seconds to see Madden. She walked with her arms crossed and her hair a mess, she honestly looked like she hadn’t had any interaction with a comb in a few weeks. She didn’t care; she slightly liked her hair this way, the whole bed head look. She liked it, Madden seemed to too.

She walked towards the playground, unluckily for her the swings were covered by the large slide so she didn’t see who was there. She would have recognized him in an instant even from a far distance, she knew Sebastian very well… or she did. The wind was soft but still blew her hair around in front of her face. As she pushed her hair behind her ear, she saw him, the one person she didn’t want to see. She tried to turn around and leave, but for whatever stupid reason, she just couldn’t. “Oh my god, I’m sorry!” She muttered as if she had walked in on him, not come up on him at a park. She took a step backwards, hoping that he wouldn’t see her. He was swinging after all, maybe she could go unnoticed? She doubted that. As her backwards steps came quicker the more she didn't want Sebastian to see her she tripped and fell on her butt and back. Completely knocking the breath from her lungs.

[sebastian alexander rowyn]

Anyone but her.. not now. Sebastian groaned internally. The moment he saw her his heart stopped, his feet ground into the gravel beneath the swing and he just sat for a few long moments. Of course, Sebastian had been thinking about her; she alwasy showed up some way or another. The male sighed and shook his spiked head slightly. Eme apologized to him for walking around the playground.. The male raised a brow and stood quickly as she started to back away. "Don't go.." He didn't necessarily want to talk to her, but since she was there he didn't want her to go. It had been nearly two years or so since he'd actually seen her, party not included.

Sebastian watched as she quickened her pace and fell to the ground. It took a third of a second for Sebastian's feet to get moving. In his time with her, he'd gotten used to her clumsiness but never tired of it. He'd found it cute in a sort of hopeless way. Sebastian knelt down beside Eme and looked over her quickly. "Eme..." He stopped at her name. It hadn't come out of his mouth in so long it sounded almost alien. Sebastian shook his head shortly and looked to her again. "You okay?" His face held genuine concern for his ex girlfriend. Of course he would, he still loved her and probably always would. It didn't matter that Sebastian thought Eme hated him, he'd continue to love her no matter what; that was why he proposed to her in the first place.

ooc; eeeww. i'm sorrry

[emelia automne tanner]

She didn’t want to take any help from him so she lay there, taking a deep breath in to fill her lungs. She nodded to him and propped herself up on her elbows and slid away from him a little bit. “I’m fine.” She murmured trying not to look at him. She didn’t want to see him, she didn’t know why but she just didn’t want to see him. She didn’t have any reason not to like him, or to hate him or anything like that, she just didn’t want to be around him anymore. Not after their relationship. Two and a half years was a long time to her, and the engagement and everything, she just didn’t know if they could be friends now. Not after everything, maybe if she was different, maybe if he hadn’t been the only person she’d slept with or been really intimate with she wouldn’t be so weird about it.

Sure she was in a way intimate so far with Madden, but they hadn’t had sex, that wasn’t what the relationship was about. Sure she wanted to, and she would, but they hadn’t. Sebastian was the only person to have ever been there with her and in a way, she felt like she still belonged to him because of that. Wouldn’t a piece of her always belong to him because of that? “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you, or make you get off the swing and come over here. If I didn’t fall or if I wasn’t so clumsy or something then I wouldn’t be here on the ground bothering you and wasting your time.” She was rambling and she could feel her cheeks turning red as the word vomit just kept spewing.

[sebastian alexander rowyn]

Sebastian noticed her nod and he also noticed her move away from him. That made his heart stop. So she really did hate him, or so it seemed to him. He should've known. After so many years people are bound to hate the ones they once loved, right? He wished it wasn't true, bit he knew somewhere in the back of his head that it was somwhat, at least. Sebastian moved back to give her space. He didn't want to crowd her.

Her running away was the last thing he wanted. But if she hated him that much, and she really wanted to leave, there was no way he could stop her. There was no reason to, Sebastian didn't think of anything he could say to make her stay if she did, in fact, try to leave. Why would she, anyways. Eme had Madden. It seemed like she was set for now.

"Quiet, Eme." Sebastian whispered, looking at the rocks. He played with some absent mindedly, not wanting to look at her. He couldn't show his weakness. He definietly couldn't show her his eyes. They'd give him away, even now after so many years; he was sure he would be just as easy to read as he had been before. "You know you could never bother me." He whispered again and looked behind him. He wanted to cry because he couldn't have her, but he stopped himself. She was Madden's now, and he was sure pitiful little Sebastian couldn't change that. He looked like TinTin compared to Mr. Perfect. Sebastian sighed and finally turned his head to look at her, a small frown settled on his lips.

[emelia automne tanner]

She shut her mouth when he’d whispered quiet to her. Something about the way he was so gentle and so kind was what made him so easy to listen to and obey. She studied his face, a frown on her lips and somehow she felt concerned for him. She looked at the pain he tried to shield and she felt terrible. She wanted to reach out to him, to hold him, to hug him… to make it better. She refrained and pulled herself closer into her own body. “You know you could never bother me.” At that moment she looked away.

She heard it enough in his voice that she didn’t have too look at his eyes to know he was hurt. To know that he felt defeated and broken… by her maybe…she didn’t know anymore. She didn’t like the way he hurt, she didn’t like it one bit. “Sebastian…” The name was so strange coming out of her lips now, she didn’t like how it felt quite so strange. She didn’t know what she could do or say to help anything. Looked back at him and sighed before she spoke. “I’m really sorry, Sebastian…” She started but quickly realized she didn’t have the words to say what she wanted to say.

“I didn’t want things to turn out like this… I didn’t want us to turn out like this. To be this, I didn’t think it was possible. I know it’s cruel and mean to say, but that’s just how things fell into place. A part of my heart will always belong to you… you know that, it’s just… I feel—I feel this strange, indescribable way about you.” It made her sound like she still loved him, she didn’t… not like that. “But I don’t love you like that… not anymore, I want us to be friends, and I know it’s my fault we’re not now… but I don’t know how to be friends.”

[sebastian alexander rowyn]

Sebastian didn't want her to apologize. He didn't want to hear her say the things he knew she was gunna say. Seb knew she didn't love him anymore, he just didn't want to hear it from her. The moment he did, though, tears flooded his eyes. The male had to stand and walk away from her. She didn't need to see that, he didn't need her to see it. For some reason, though, he turned back to her.. The tears flowed semi freely, he tried with no avail to stem the flow.

"No you don't." He told her. "You don't want me as a friend, Eme. Don't fucking lie." He was angry now, but not at her.. only at himself. "You seem perfectly happy with your perfect Madden." The male shook his head and looked away, he was standing beside the slide now. Sebastian sat down on the end of it and placed his head in his hands. "Did you know it took you all of three seconds to look at him the way it took you six years to look at me?" He didn't raise his head, just his voice to be sure she heard him.

"So don't you lie to me, Eme. I know you too well. You don't want me as a friend, you're just pittying me." Sebastian sighed and wiped his face before looking back up to her. "You may not need me anymore.." He couldn't continue to look at her after what he was about to say, so he turned his head away again. "But I sure as hell need you." The male's head fell into his hands again. Maybe he did want her to leave, now. There was nothing more he could say to her. Nothing to bring her back if she tried... Except one thing.. Well, technically three words he did not believe in. If that's what it would take to bring her back, he would continue to tell her until the end of the earth, but he doubted it would work.

[emelia automne tanner]

“You don’t know me anymore!” She retaliated immediately, her voice raised and sharp. She didn’t want to look at him like she was, so angrily, but she couldn’t help it. She became defensive when he brought up Madden, she couldn’t explain exactly why but she did. “You don’t know who the fuck I am, Sebastian, you don’t know me you used to know me.” She wanted the fact that he only ‘used’ to know her sting and burn him a little bit. She didn’t know why she wanted to hurt him with that but she did, maybe because he seemed to resent the man she couldn’t imagine her life without now. Until now she didn’t know or care that Sebastian knew about her and Madden. She was happy with Madden, happier than she had been in a long time.

Yes, it took her three seconds to see Madden and six years to see Sebastian. It was true, but that showed the difference in the two relationships. She wanted to yell at him some more, when Sebastian said she was only pitying him. That wasn’t completely true, she hadn’t seen him in so long, she had wanted to be his friend… but now she wasn’t so sure. “I don’t need you and you don’t need me.” She snapped at him. “You obviously never needed me, Sebastian!” That wasn’t true and she knew it. She turned away from him and closed her eyes in frustration.

“In all of that time, two and a half years, you never once said it. You never said I love you, he can say that to me and mean it Sebastian? Could you? Could have ever said that to me and meant it?” She was being hurtful, she knew it. She didn’t like this vicious side of her, but it was two years of anger and silence building up and combusting all at once. “I gave you two and a half years to say something that wouldn’t take more than a second or two. Three goddamn syllables, three goddamn words, Sebastian! Why couldn’t you have said them? Why?” She turned to look at him though she kept a good distance between them. She wanted to tell him that maybe that would have changed things. It wasn’t the sex, she wanted to know he loved her, not have him kiss her and hold her. Not have him propose to her or offer to pay her way through college. She wanted those three words.

“Madden loves me. Did you ever even love me?”

[sebastian alexander rowyn]

Sebastian didn't look at her. He couldn't. Not any more. He knew she wasn't his anymore, and that she probably never would be again. He highly doubted they'd even be able to have a civilized conversation. Sebastian knew he shouldn't have brought up Madden and the fact he thought she was pitying him. She was right though, he didn't know her. And it hurt. Sebastian knew she was trying to hurt him, he did know her that much to tell. Maybe she did hate him after all, though that wouldn't have made his heart let her be.

There was too much there, so much history that couldn't be erased. Nothing she said or did could possibly change anything. He wanted her still, he needed her still. Sebastian would always love her, no matter how much she though he didn't. Sebastian shook his head when the words came out of her mouth. "Bull fucking shit I don't need you, Emelia." The male stood now and faced her. His hands balled into fists, he wanted to hit himself.. or something. "Who the fuck died and gave you the right to tell me who I don't need?" Seb was livid now.

"I've needed you from the moment I met you." He didn't attempt to stop the tears. She needed to see that he did need her. He'd always needed her. She was the air in his lungs and the male hadn't been breathing for over two years. It was killing him slowly. Sebastian scoffed and avoided the whole love situation. He knew that she knew he loved her, why did she need him to say it? Hadn't he said better than those three little words? Apparently not. "You really think he loves you? You've been together two weeks, for fuck sakes Emelia. Put your head on straigh.." He shook his head and turned away from her, wiping his eyes again.

His face turned up to the starless sky for a moment as he pondered his words. If she really wanted him to say it, then he would.. Though he wasn't all too sure if he could. Of course, he loved her, but those three words could never be enough. "You really need to know why I never said those words?" The male rolled his eyes and turned back to her after wiping his face yet again. "Because they were never enough..." His head dropped and he started at the ground. "They still aren't enough." Sebastian looked to her, sadness taking over his demeanor. "But fine... you want to hear something that isn't enough... here it is.." He paused slightly.

"I love you, Eme. I always have and I always will." He wanted to make her happy, though he was sure she wouldn't believe him. Not now, not after this. It didn't matter, what did was that he finally said it.

[emelia automne tanner]

He didn’t call her Emelia… he called her Eme. She was Eme to him, not Emelia. He made Eme stick for her, and look, four and a half years after she really allowed him to call her that she was going by that name. He didn’t call her Emelia, and she didn’t like hearing it come from him. Not at all. It seemed too formal and she didn’t like that. He asked who died and gave her the right to say who he needed and didn’t. The most disgusting thought crossed her mind “Your parents Sebastian.” That was what she wanted to tell him. She wanted to so badly, but she never would voice that. Because that wasn’t the case, that wasn’t anything like that really. It was something horrible that took a huge piece of Seb’s life from him. As he grew more livid and the tears rolled down his cheeks she grew angry and colder.

Then Seb started to talk about Madden again and suddenly she was absolutely furious with him. Her eyes were narrowed coldly and her mouth pressed together tightly. “I know he loves me. It doesn’t always take six goddamn years to know, Seb!” Yes she was still going to try to hurt him because she was mad and defensive and had no idea what else she could do. She tried to keep up the angry demeanor and way she held herself at that moment but when he became much sadder, it was harder for her to keep the anger flowing through her veins like it was before. Why wasn’t ‘I love you’ enough? Was it enough to have never said it? Not even once if it wasn’t enough? He could have said it because he should have known her well enough to know she liked hearing it. She voiced that thought then. “If you knew me, Sebastian, you would have known I would have liked to have heard it even if it ‘wasn’t’ enough!”

Then he said it, two years too late, and now it was something she didn’t want to hear. “No! No! No! No!” She yelled, each time her voice getting more and more desperate and louder. “Don’t say that to me, Sebastian! I don’t want to hear it, I don’t believe you! I can’t believe you!” She shook her head and tears were rolling down her cheeks before she even felt them growing in her eyes. “Don’t tell me you love me, because you’re too late! I wanted to marry you, Bastian! I want to be with you forever and look at us now!” She walked away from where she stood and further away from him. “Look at us now, what are we? I don’t love you anymore… I can’t love you because loving you hurt too much in the end!”

[sebastian alexander rowyn]

Sebastian was wasting his time now, and her's. There was nothing left for him, she didn't love him. He might as well have just died on the spot, though it sure felt like he did. Maybe she would've loved him then, if he died right there. Her words were like knives, if they continuted to cut as deep as they were he was surely a dead man in less than five minutes. "Well, it wasn't enough.. Never was. I knew you deserved better than three stupid god damn words."

He turned away and started to pace. He wanted to kill something, and he considered himself for the longest time. If that's what it would've taken for her to love him again he would've. Sebastian just assumed that she'd be happy to have him gone, though, so he thought no more on the subject. "Fine. Don't believe me." Sebastian shook his head and looked over his shoulder. "But now you know, and you can't fucking bring this on me anymore. I said it, no matter if I'm too late." He was right, better late then never right? Of course, not in this case.

She was gone, forever most likely. And he'd never get a second chance. He heard her words, and they stung. She was rambling about marrying him, that hurt the most because he'd wanted nothing more than to marry her. He would've not gone to college if he knew what happened in advanced. Losing his parents, and Eme was heartbreaking. No, heart shattering.

"Oh, so you want to talk about the end?" Sebastian turned to face her now, a new set of tears rolling off his face. He saw her's, but needed to concentrate. Sebastian couldn't very well go over and hold her because she was crying, no she didn't love him anymore. He couldn't. "Where the fuck were you when I needed you the most?" The male felt he was obligated to bring up his parent's death since she brought up the stupid three words. "They loved you, and once they were gone so were you!" He threw his hands up in the air and sighed. "You hardly even looked at me, at the funeral. Hell, I hardly got a god damn sorry, for fuck sakes Eme."

He shook his head. "Now, you tell me if you really loved me. You can't honesly say you did when you pulled that kind of shit." It was a low blow, but she deserved it.

[emelia automne tanner]

What he had said was so terrible and so true that it felt like a knife had plunged into her chest and tore at the beating organ in there, the organ that she was unsure who she really wanted it to belong to. She looked at Sebastian and her face and demeanor and confidence and everything all went down, it was like she was completely stripped of Emelia Tanner now and she was Emelia Tanner, the child the helpless naive little girl. Her mouth hung open as she looked at Sebastian and then she hung her head in shame, a hand flew to her lips to try to stifle the sob that she couldn’t hold back. It overwhelmed her, the truth of things, about how she was so selfish and how she left him when he needed her the most.

She could barely even say sorry to him when it had happened, and she would never be able to forgive herself for that now. Her body shook with the sobs that hit her, it wasn’t exactly what he had said or how he said it, it was just the way that he showed her the truth by saying it. It hurt her more to realize how she really was, how she really hurt him and how she wasn’t there for him when he needed her more than anything. When he lost his parents, he had no one there, no siblings and not too great of a relationship with aunts, uncles or cousins it had seemed. He was alone… she left him like that… with no one. “Oh my god, Seb… I—I…” She choked on her words, unable to say what was in her head.

She sank down to the little stair step onto the playground and tried to calm herself, trying to breathe right again but she couldn’t control the sobs and the tears. She felt so selfish, she felt like she was turning this into something about her when it wasn’t and she didn’t want it to be. She just didn’t ever allow herself to see how she had treated him, how badly she had been to him. “I’m so sorry…Sebastian if only you knew what I wish I could say to you right now… I’m so so sorry. I—” She was interrupted by a choking sob that shook her whole body. She hid her face in her hands in shame and stood up abruptly, wiping at her face trying to keep the tears away. “I have to go, I’m so sorry… I’m so sorry…” She said the words as she fought back more sobs and more tears. She didn’t want this to be about her, it wasn’t. It was about them, about how badly she treated him.

[sebastian alexander rowyn]

As much as she needed to see what he'd done, how she'd left him all alone. He felt bad for doing so. Sebasitan couldn't stay mad at Eme; if he'd ever been mad at her in the time they'd known each other. The male was mostly mad at himself, and Madden for ruining his chances. As soon as she started trying to hide the sobbing he broke, yet again, for little miss Tanner. He couldn't help it.

The male's heart melted and he watched her. Sebastian wanted so bad just to go over an hold her. To tell her that he'd forgiven her, even though he'd never hated her in the first place. Sebastian was only bitter because he lost the two greatest things in his life around the same time. His parents had always been there, always. Through thick and thin, blood was thicker than water.. And Eme. Oh Eme. There was nothing else in his world like Eme. She was perfection.

As soon as she stood, Sebastian was walking towards her.. His pace quickened when she said she was going to leave. "No." The male frowned slightly. "Please, don't go." Sebastian thought it was best if she left, but he didn't want her to go. He needed to hold her, at least one last time. He needed to feel her, just this once. If she never wanted to see him again, he'd be fine -maybe- if she'd just let him hold her again. Sebastian wanted it to be like the old days, back when nothing else mattered except for them.

He stepped closer to her with the rythm of his heart, which was beating rather fast. Sebastian thought he was going to have a heart attack and keel over. "I love you." The male whispered, now he couldn't stop saying it. Maybe he should've just said it in the first place, things would've turned out differently. The male stopped inches from her and wrapped his arms around her. He didn't want her to cry, he wanted her to be happy. That was the most important thing he could ask for. Even if she couldn't be happy with him.

[emelia automne tanner]

She had ignored his pleas for her not to leave; she didn’t want to be here like this. It was embarrassing to say in the least. She tried to walk away from him as quickly as she could but at the same time she didn’t feel fast enough. She heard him say I love you and she felt the hate for herself intensify at that moment. Then his arms came around her and she was turned towards him. She tried to push away a soft “Seb, No…!” Rolling off of her tongue but she couldn’t fight hard enough and she just let herself fall into his chest, begging for him to forgive her. She didn’t think she’d ever said she was sorry to anyone so many times in her life. She wanted to hit him because he was holding her but at the same time she melted against his chest.

“How can you love me after everything I did to you?” Her voice was choked by sobs and rattled in sniffles. She hated herself at that moment more than she had ever thought was possible for her to. This feeling, this emotion was so intense that she wasn’t sure that she was even herself any more. Emelia Automne Tanner sure as hell was not capable of being like this. So hateful to anyone or anything, especially never to herself or to someone who had been so important to her like Sebastian… He had never done anything wrong to her, he had never hurt her, but she hurt him. She hurt him really badly and here she was this whole time trying to believe that she was the one who had been hurt the most.

She didn’t fight against him, she crumbled into him completely and she couldn’t stop the tears. “I didn’t want to hurt you, but I did. I hurt you…I left you when I shouldn’t have and I couldn’t even face you… How can you love me? I’m a monster…” She was so focused on how she hurt Sebastian that she didn’t even realize what was happening what year it was. She didn’t realize many things until she had asked how he could love her. Why was she asking that? She didn’t need him to love her… She had Madden who loved her and who she loved.

Where was Madden in her heart when she allowed it to become so loathsome and broken at this moment? Where was he in her heart while she cried in the arms of the man she had once been promised to? It only made it worse, it only made her hate herself more because now she was dragging Madden into this stupid, stupid thing. If only she had never done these things, if only she had been better when Mr. and Mrs. Rowyn had been killed, things wouldn’t be like this. She could be happy with Madden right now, not crying in the arms of Sebastian.

[sebastian alexander rowyn]

Sebastian knew she would try to fight him off, but he never knew she'd give up as easily as she did. He wasn't totally sure if it was a good sign or not, but he didn't complain. She felt the same in his arms as the last time he'd held her. No matter what she said about him not knowing her anymore, he knew that he at least knew some little part of her. She still cared, even just a little, otherwise she wouldn't have broken down like that.

Despite everything he found himself rubbing her back slowly, trying to soften her sobbing. She started rambling again, saying he couldn't love her anymore after what she did to him. The truth was, he did. And nothing would change that, just as he'd said. Sebastian stepped away slowly, though kept an arm around her. His free hand went under his chin to make her look him in the eyes. The next move was crucial, he wasn't sure what would happen.

"Love conquers all." He said solftly, looking into her eyes. His own hazel eyes were starting to water again, he absolutely hated seeing her cry. It didn't matter to him why she was crying, he just simply felt the need to protect her and to make her happy.. If it was even possible anymore for him to help her, he could always try. "And you are definitely not a monster." He said, still with his soft voice. He remembered when his voice used to sooth her, when it used to make her feel better almost in an instant. He wished it was like that still. "You were young, we both were." Sebastian stated.

Without thinking about the present time, Sebastian's lips came down on her's in a very soft and loving kiss. There wasn't much force behind it, she could easily pull away if she had to, Sebastian hoped -for his sanity's sake- that she wouldn't. The male had been so caught up in remembering that he forgot the present situation, which was why he kissed her. He still thought it was the old days, back when Madden didn't exsist... well to either of them anyways. Back to when his parents were still around. Back when she loved him.