forum “I am the righteous hand of God!” he said,” and I am the devil you forgot” she yelled

Started October 11, 2022 by @Adam_gets_railed_by_men

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" in all honesty, it makes you only the more beautiful " she said with a giggle

Malcolm rose his lone eyebrow, bewildered. He also didn’t know how to react to her giggle.

“How? Having a grotesque hole for half a face isn’t something I’d call beautiful. And, the mask is fucking inconvenient,”he questioned.

“Because it shows just how strong you really are. To live through what you did, and be able to still wanna show your face. “ she explained, bringing her hand up to cup his cheek

Malcolm paused, stunned by her words. No one had ever said anything like that to him. And, he truly didn’t care about taking off his mask to show his true face, so Daya was right. She saw him, truly. She saw the strength behind the scars. No one ever did.

When she reached up to touch his face, he gently grabbed her hand, stopping her. He then held onto her hand, cradling it in a way. There was a bit of shyness in his expression. He hadn’t been shy about anything in many years, since before the explosion.

“I haven’t been… close… to anyone, in years. That desire basically left me after this shit happened,”he admitted quietly, indicating his face.

“Though… I don’t know what to think now,”he added, looking down at her their entwined hands.

“Trust your gut, it will guide you, listen to your heart and it will show you your true feelings” she whispered, squeezing his hand gently

Malcolm chuckled in amusement,”You realize my heart is blacker than ink, yes?”

He saw her squeeze his hand, and he wasn’t sure how to react. It was a foreign sensation, even though he had felt it many times before. Though, the memories before the explosion were foreign anyway, like looking into the mind of another person. In a way, it was. Malcolm was not the man he’d been before, in every way possible.

“And ink sometimes makes beautiful pictures, It colors the night sky and shows depth in the rarest sights “

Malcolm stared at Daya, confused. No one had ever seen his description like that. Most folk ran at the first mention of how little he actually gave a fuck. But, Daya wasn’t running, or fighting, or questioning him. She had already accepted him, at least partly. Maybe there was something more to this woman, something that made him love her before.

But, he had to make sure he wasn’t getting ahead of himself.

“Let me ask you something. If I were to, say, rob a bank, or even just shoot a few people, would you stop me? Would you fight me?”he asked.

“I'd be at your side, keeping your six safe from unknown shooters,” she said with a soft smile “like Bonnie and Clyde”

There was definitely something interesting about Daya. If she was being completely honest, and Malcolm suspected she was, then he had potentially found the one person in a world of useless fools that he could talk to, if not much more.

“Now, what about something extreme? Genocide, maybe. If I killed everyone, and we were the only two people left on this world, would you still stand by my side?”he asked, his voice a bit quieter and a bit more intense.

Daya gave a soft chuckle “so long as you don't plan on repopulating the world, I wouldn't mind spending my time with only you. Honestly, it might be better without all these dumbass people “

Malcolm burst into laughter. It was a harsh, wheezing kind of laughter, but genuine. When it died down to only a few chuckles, he gave her a smile, though only half of his face could make it.

“You are definitely a keeper,”he commented with a chuckle.

“And, you won’t have to worry about me trying to repopulate the world. For one, I don’t fucking want to. Two… I actually can’t. I’m sterile,”he said.

Daya chuckled “sounds like a good plan. “ she said and smiled, her face lighting up a soft crimson at the keeper comment

Malcolm chuckled at her words, though there was a hint of sadness in his expression. When he saw her blush, his expression brightened a bit, but not by much. It had been a long time since he’d had anything to do with a woman, but he couldn’t deny that Daya looked very… sweet, with a blush.

Daya sighed, rubbing her hands “ so, what do you wanna do now? It seems like you got something you need to do”

Malcolm shrugged.

“I’ve usually always got things to do. But, I work for myself, so I could give a fuck about time limits,”he commented.

Before turning away, he paused.

“But, I do want to make sure you’re doing alright,”he added.

It was strange, hearing himself say that. Though, the more Malcolm thought about it, the more true it seemed.

“I'm always better when you're around Malcolm,” she said and gave a soft smile

Malcolm stared blankly at her for a long moment. He didn’t know how to reply. No one had ever said that to him, not even his former fiancée. How could he reply?

Daya’s smile faded for a moment “did I say something wrong?” she asked softly, worried she might have let her feeling show too much

Malcolm shook his head at Daya’s question.

“No, Daya. I don’t know what to say. You’re the first person who’s ever said that to me. And… I have no fucking idea what to do about it,”he explained, deciding it was best to just be blunt and honest.

“Oh,” she started to laugh, her smile was practically uncontrollable as she laughed. She soon started standing up carefully and walked over to Malcolm. “Well, let's get the shop open, and you can tell me when you figure it out,” she said softly, nestling into him gently before walking to get the broom

“Alright, but, are you sure you’re feeling up to it? I’ve opened on my own since I bought this place, so it would be no trouble if you decided to rest instead,”Malcolm asked.

He didn’t know how to react to her settling against him. Though, he watched her move toward the broom, still concerned.

“I've gotta do something, never been the type to sit around and rest, hurt or not,” she said and waited for him to follow

Malcolm almost objected to her words, but, after a moment to think about it, he could only chuckle. After all, he was the exact same way.

He moved to grab some pieces of jewelry that he needed to set out, then followed her into the front of the store. While she swept, he situated the new jewelry in the display cases. He then started cleaning up as well.