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 Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 2:55 pm
Melody looked confused. She blinked a couple times before repeating, "help you out like a man?"
"But... I'm not a man."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 2:59 pm
Again, as far as Mik was concerned, Melody's stupidity got in the way of things going anywhere fun. He took a slow breath in through his nose. "Look. I meant I'm a man. Not you, I know you aren't. But you have hands, anyone has hands."
And he made a gesture with one hand that didn't leave much up to the imagination.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:05 pm
Melody looked where his finger was pointing and then back at him as if she hadn't realized but then she very much realized. "Oh." She looked shocked and seemed frozen in time for a moment as her mind tried to process that yes, Mik just propositioned her and where does one even go from there.
"Mik... You... Feel that way about me?" Very very carefully she had decided.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:08 pm
Even as oblivious as he was, Mik was aware that saying that he felt "that way" about pretty much anyone with a pulse wasn't likely to go down well. "Sure." he said, deciding to settle for this, shrugging his shoulders.
"It's not exactly a huge deal. Just a yes or no. None of that blushing stuff, if you please."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:20 pm
Melody seemed to be considering it. She looked around uncertainly and then back at Mik. She can't say she hadn't thought of him like that too. She had. But it just felt so sudden and she didn't know what to do.
"I've never done anything like... before... I don't know how."
He had to comment on the blushing though, as if on cue, she felt her face getting slightly warm as blood began to rush to her face and around her body. She closed her eyes as she mentally cursed Mik for judging her for something her body did all the time.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:27 pm
"Uh well obviously." Mik said with a slight edge of impatience. "Obviously you don't know how, that's what figuring things out and learning is for."
He did set his mouth in a thin line as she started blushing again.
"But it's fine. Never mind. I knew it."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:41 pm
Melody frowned at him and immediately started to calm down again as the pressure seemed to ease off her, "I really do like you Mik. I just. I want to help, but I don't think this will help. It's making you sound like him, when he suddenly turned on me too."
"I want to figure things out... I want to learn. But not like this. Not while you're making that... Face. Not while you're telling me I can't let my blood... Flow."
"Not while you're mad."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 3:48 pm
It was the last thing he ever wanted to hear, the absolute last, that he sounded like his father and it was enough for a few minutes to shut him up completely, throwing him right to the edge of frustrated tears all of a sudden. He just wanted to be himself, but every time he tried to do it, he was accused of becoming the thing he hated most.
He wasn't mad, or hadn't really been, just frustrated at the walls getting in the way of what he wanted, but now he was, angry and hurt in equal measure.
"Yeah." he said, and it was weaker than the disparaging remark he had wanted to make. "I knew I was just like, convenient to you. Fine as long as I'm not asking anything." he shook his head.
"Are we done talking?" he said, his posture tense, hands clenched. Like him.
The only thing stopping him from losing his temper was the fact that if he hit her it'd just prove her right.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 4:02 pm
"Mik... That's not true." She clenched her hands up tightly in the fabric of her skirt. She turned her head to stare at him, her eyes reddened. "I trusted you. I trusted you more than anyone else on this island. I would have done anything for you. But not if you don't want it from me. The me that blushes at stupid things, the me that loves dresses and lace, the me that likes shiny things, ice cream, chocolate and teddy bears and especially the me that wants to be treated with some respect. I don't think that's asking too much in return."
She paused, watching him carefully, "is it?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 4:18 pm
Mik's temper spiked again at being told about what was true and what was not. His whole young life had been spent believing that his father was someone he wasn't, only to see other people fall for it time and time again, falling for an easy mask, an easy front. It felt the same with Melody, that it was all too easy and he found it infuriating.
"But DO you like those things?" he snapped. "Is that who you are? Is it all just some kind of lie?"
His patience was running out for this conversation and nothing more he could say would get him what he'd wanted. Still, he added. "How am I even supposed to know any longer who anyone is? If it seems too normal, too easy, too bland, I just assume its an act, not who they are." he pointed at her. "You could just be someone else's Jan."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 4:31 pm
Melody fell silent and watched as Mik spilled what seemed to really be bothering him. Yes, hormones, but... Everything else just...
She suddenly reached out, trying to hug him, trying desperately to hold him close. "Jan is the only Jan Mik, the world isn't full of him. He's not the norm. Not at all." Her voice sounded sad, she honestly was sad. But she pushed it down as firmly as she could. Sadness wasn't what Mik seemed to want. He seemed to want honesty and truth.
"If... If you promise not to tell anyone. Can I be completely open and honest with you?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 4:36 pm
Mik's first response to being hugged was a kneejerk one of panic and a desire to pull away, that he was going to be hurt or threatened in some way just by being held. In his mind his weapon didn't help, drenched in a deep and visceral fear of the trap and of restraint. Still, he held still, mainly out of shock.
He wanted to believe the world wasn't full of people like Lawrence, that people were fundamentally good, fundamentally able to be trusted, but time and time again he'd found that wasn't really true. They might not openly deceive one another but they simply didn't care. He had cared, he had cared so much and the more he did the more people pulled away, put off by the intimacy and closeness of his concern, finding him awkward and clumsy.
So he had stopped.
He finally did pull away when Melody followed up the assurance that the world wasn't full of secret-keepers and liars with a question that threatened to prove him right.
"...ye...yes?" he said, and he sounded almost fearful.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 4:45 pm
Melody gave Mik a wary look. "Those things are still entirely true of me... But I do have a secret. One I've been so afraid to share with anyone. What they might think of me." She gently took Mik's hand. "It might make some people angry, some people might even try to hurt me, but I trust you not to." She guided his hand but only if he let her. "I can trust you, right?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 4:52 pm
Mik felt ill, not at the fact that Melody was willing to confide in him but that she had been maintaining some sort of weighty secret all this time right under his nose and he'd had no idea. It was the same as always, he was blind, he was stupid, he couldn't tell truth from lies and ultimately he'd believed everything he was told all over again.
He didn't say anything, simply nodded, not sure what to make of any of it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2016 5:03 pm
Melody guided him right to her secret and looked down. She looked anxious and somewhat afraid and yes, was even blushing a little. "You have to understand Mik. Trust is something earned with people. Everyone has secrets. But everyone isn't a complete lie like... Well... Jan. You already knew what most of me was. But you earned my trust and now you know all of it. You are the only one who does. I have nothing left."
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