hazy shade of winter - january open post

[freelife]

[Another open post for both Evie and Nancy. Starters are in the comments, feel free to grab me at sheakespeare if you want something specific, or write your own starter, I'm not picky.]

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[emotioneater]

Hearing her call herself a whore just stabs a shard of glass right into his heart. He's heard others call her that before. Most of the time, he usually wants to beat the crap out of them. But now here she is using it herself. He wants to shake her by the shoulders until she understands where he's coming from.

"Dammit, don't do this!" He slams his fist down on the table hard enough to form a small, fist-shaped dent. That gets the worst of his anger out. It leaves a trail of worry and concern in his mind. How could he make her see that their association wouldn't cost them the election?

"I love you too. Look, we'll find another way around this. I know you're thinking this is the best solution, but it's not!" He ran his thumb over her knuckles. ""Please, sweet-pea. The power I get won't be worth much without you by my side."

[stauncherhearted]

The sudden movement causes her to give a little gasp, jumping back, away from his fist. Her green eyes fly open wide and she recoils, everything bright and loud in that moment.

No, this was Cooper. He wouldn't hurt her, he wasn't like that. But it was all too similar to the way he'd been after he'd walked in on her and a client. It was all too similar to how Bill so often was. And now every time she looked at the table, at the dent, she'd remember it.

But just like that, it's over, and her hand is back in his. She unfurls herself, pressing her lips together. "I don't know what to do, Cooper. I don't want to be the reason you don't win. You're clearly a better candidate than Cesare, and Jean-Claude has so much on his plate already, it's only right. But the world isn't like that, and just think how they'll see you! I can't do that to you. I can't."

Of course, the solution was simple. But she was blind to it.

[emotioneater]

Cooper sighs, running a hand through his fair-colored hair. She's so determined to do this for his own good. All he's wanted these past six months or so is more power and Nancy by his side. One without the other just isn't good enough anymore. She looks so fragile and vulnerable right now, a far cry from the tough girl who walked the streets every night and occasionally picked pockets.

He blinks hard, feeling a lump press up into his throat. "Don't I get say in this too? I don't want to break up with you. I'm gonna win that seat on the Night Council one way or another. If they try t'make a smear campaign out of our relationship, well, I've got plenty of ammunition to throw right back at 'em."

[stauncherhearted]

"Do you promise?" She asks him, blinking her thick lashes at him. Mascara clung to her cheeks where her eyelashes had dusted them. "I don't want to be the reason you lose. I want to be at your side when you win, I do." She squeezes his hand.

And if he won, what then?

[emotioneater]

"I promise." And unlike other promises he had made, like trying to keep her safe all the time, this was one that he knew he could keep. He leans over and kisses her lightly on the forehead. My goodness, but she looks like a hot mess. This conversation hadn't been easy on either of them.

"I'm gonna win, Nance. Don't you worry about that." He's been doing his best to make sure every vampire that he knew was going to vote for himself rather than the competition. He had to win.

[stauncherhearted]

Her eyes follow Cooper as he leans in and kisses her softly.

"You better," she tells him, trying to smile through the remnants of her tears. "And when you win-" she swallowed thickly, "when you win, I'm going to be the girlfriend you deserve." One he could appear with in public.

Which meant, she was going to find herself a new job.