Yearning


"I am Medein. Medein," he said it more slowly the second time, watching me closely as he waited for me to repeat his name.

Hesitating for a moment,  my head bowed as I rolled the name over in my head in an attempt to catch all the sounds, I didn't notice him move closer. I looked up when he softly spoke his name, his breath caressing my cheek he was so close, breaking his name down into parts so I could hear how it was to be pronounced. The only real challenge came in not being distracted by how close he was, his body heat warming my skin.

"Me-Medein?" I blushed as I stuttered out his name, uncomfortable with how near he was. It was only after I spoke that he finally pulled back, a smile lighting up his face as he sat down once more.

"Try more," his voice carried clearly as he met my eyes once more.

"I will try again," I spoke, fidgeting as his eyes moved to my lips as if to see how his name looked coming from them.

Feeling my face grow warm, I shifted my eyes away from him, looking at the vividly green leaves on the trees surrounding us as the birds called softly to each other. I breathed in, smelling the fish that was still slowly roasting next to us, the underlying saltiness of the ocean still present in the air. Thinking of all the things I had experienced on this island, I smiled before clearing my throat gently. Looking back towards Medein, I tried to keep from blushing any further, taking a breath and parting my lips once more.

"Medein. Thank you Medein for this meal. Thank you for bringing me here with you, for spending time with me and making me feel like I am welcome here. I thank you for accepting me as I am from the beginning. Most of all, thank you for making me feel like I am still alive and part of humanity," this time it was me who slipped off my seat, moving forward before I knelt in front of the confused looking male before pulling close to me and just holding him.

I didn't care if he understood me, if he realized how much it meant to me that he had accepted me so easily each time he saw me. He hadn't flinched once in all this time, seeing the scars that trailed over my skin, always looking at me instead like I was unblemished.

He made me feel... beautiful.

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He was unsure of what all the words were that spilled from her lips, not even caring about any of them beyond the sound of his name being said by another for the first time in centuries. It was as exquisite as drinking the nectar of the gods, sending his heart racing.

Seeing her moving closer to him had confusion filling him, not sure why she would bring herself near to him after he had seen how much she blushed when he teased her by drawing close to her side. Ahh, it was such a delight to see her reactions to him, her cheeks alight with shy blushing, lips curving into a smile when he spoke the correct words in her people's tongue. Even more delightful, however, was the sweet scent that seemed to follow her everywhere, finding it oddly relaxing compared to the stink that most humans who dared set foot on his island had.

It was the feeling of her arms wrapping around him that stunned him, her scent surrounding him as the feel of her body seemed to suddenly heat him like he was basking under the sun itself. Unlike previous touches from her, this one felt... different from the rest.

Without even thinking about it, he found himself reaching his own arms around her, pulling her closer to him like he once would have held her. However, she had never felt as soft as this female, as (y/n) did. It was interesting, thinking about how the thin scars tracing her body made the softness of her skin even more apparent to him. He took in how her hair brushed gently against his lips as he lowered his head slightly, breathing in her scent as his eyes closed, his mind quieting as he felt the familiar calm wash over him.

It was only when he felt her start pulling away that he realized just how pleasant it was, having someone he could be close to, someone who didn't call him a monster or scream in fear. Someone he could gaze upon and not watch turn to stone.

Allowing her to return to her seat across from him, he rubbed his arm where the bracelet chaffed lightly against his skin. He would have to return soon and let it finish charging, but he had been eager to see her before she left the island. The thought returning to him so quickly, he returned his attention to the present and tried to make himself understood in the rough tongue her people spoke.

"You go? You back?" Oh, how he loathed how much he didn't know, wishing he had paid more attention to the words he'd heard in the past, rather than just listening out of mindless boredom.

He wanted to be able to speak with her freely, not having to search his mind for the few fragments he'd managed to figure out from repeated use by those he'd mostly hid from. Of course, it would be just as good if she could learn his tongue, the idea of hearing proper Greek spill like the finest wine from her lips causing his own cheeks to warm. The very idea of it was tantalizing and he almost missed what she said in return.

"Go? Oh, yes! I should go back soon, but I will return again! I promise, I will come back again tomorrow," her lips curved up into a gentle smile as she spoke.

He didn't understand all the words, but Medein somehow understood he need not worry. She would be back soon. She wouldn't leave him as easily as the other had. (Y/n) would return.

She had to.

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