It was his own curse. Ever since Elijah had taken Cain that one day he'd not been able to get the man out of his head. He often stalked him quietly through the day off and on, never once letting his presence be known, and he'd think. By the gods, he'd sit and ruminate over and over on what happened between them and what it meant, what it meant that he wanted it again and that he couldn't stop thinking about what Cain's skin felt like against his, what his musk smelled like when they'd finished having sex-- how his blankets and pillows smelled for the remainder of the week.
It was difficult to concentrate on Hayley and making sure her needs were set for the baby. It should never have bothered him that much. Making himself angry. Elijah forced himself to stay away from Cain next, falling back into the way of the family. He never touched,looked at or asked Cain for anything again.
Nothing until one day Elijah was walking through central foyer and he saw a body on the ground-- a bloody body. He was about to start yelling for Klaus to come and clean up his mess when he recognized it as Cain. His heart broke in half and dropped deep into a well. Elijah fell to his knees beside the mess of a body. It was covered in blood, especially where the shirt was ripped through and it looked like something had happened, but the vampire wasn't sure what. There was no hole in Cain's chest.
Lifting up the immortal's head, he placed it in his lap and took a deep breath. He grabbed one hand and folded it up at an angle over the body, and then brought the other up into his hand. It was so cold-- so different from how it felt that night, clasped in his as their bodies rutted in heat with one another. The thought choked and got stuck in the Original's throat.
"I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to talk to you so bad, and to know you better. I wished that we were equals and that you didn't belong to my brother as some stupid slave. You deserved better. I know you did. There's pride in your eyes that shows years of wisdom, something that doesn't come outside of life. I respect you, and I-- god... I-- I can't do this..." a tear fell down his face. "Why you. Why now. Why did you walk into my life, only to leave like this.."
Elijah brought Cain's hand to his lips and pressed it tight, holding it there close and then placed it against his cheek with his eyes closed, lamenting the passage of the man who could have been something-- but the vampire would never know now, because he'd been too stubborn and stupid to go for what he really wanted.
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Date: 2021-04-02 09:48 pm (UTC)It was difficult to concentrate on Hayley and making sure her needs were set for the baby. It should never have bothered him that much. Making himself angry. Elijah forced himself to stay away from Cain next, falling back into the way of the family. He never touched,looked at or asked Cain for anything again.
Nothing until one day Elijah was walking through central foyer and he saw a body on the ground-- a bloody body. He was about to start yelling for Klaus to come and clean up his mess when he recognized it as Cain. His heart broke in half and dropped deep into a well. Elijah fell to his knees beside the mess of a body. It was covered in blood, especially where the shirt was ripped through and it looked like something had happened, but the vampire wasn't sure what. There was no hole in Cain's chest.
Lifting up the immortal's head, he placed it in his lap and took a deep breath. He grabbed one hand and folded it up at an angle over the body, and then brought the other up into his hand. It was so cold-- so different from how it felt that night, clasped in his as their bodies rutted in heat with one another. The thought choked and got stuck in the Original's throat.
"I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to talk to you so bad, and to know you better. I wished that we were equals and that you didn't belong to my brother as some stupid slave. You deserved better. I know you did. There's pride in your eyes that shows years of wisdom, something that doesn't come outside of life. I respect you, and I-- god... I-- I can't do this..." a tear fell down his face. "Why you. Why now. Why did you walk into my life, only to leave like this.."
Elijah brought Cain's hand to his lips and pressed it tight, holding it there close and then placed it against his cheek with his eyes closed, lamenting the passage of the man who could have been something-- but the vampire would never know now, because he'd been too stubborn and stupid to go for what he really wanted.