there was nothing between you and Sevika, but you always had something.

was no secret who she was in Zaun. Vander’s betrayer, Silco’s right hand. for you? the regular client that always looked at you with those unreadable gazes before she kissed you.

you knew Sevika saw you more than some dirty body. but you didn’t know why.

Sevika was your first when you just started working. when you were all shy and nervous she didn’t take her money back. she was still there when the coldness grew in your beautiful face with years.

she always gave you money. it was the rule. even when she just came to talk. even when you got into Silco’s system too. it was still about money. cause this attachment between you should have some reasons to hide the feelings. feelings that were getting bigger. feelings that were making you weaker. feelings that you was afraid of.

Sevika couldn’t stop care that easily.

even when Silco died and everything went into the mess. she kept checking on you, still paying and never getting into the room with you. she just payed to see you safe and sound, knowing it was important for your boundaries.

It started to make you angry.

cause everything was getting ruined, and there a little of important stayed.

then you were caught after a meeting at the monument for Vander. and when she came for you, you threw yourself on her immediately, letting her touch you without asking for money. starting to crash the walls.

you didn’t know how after this you just left with her. dropping the brothel, you stayed with Sevika and hers new objects for babysitting. still not discussing anything that was going on between you.

you couldn’t. you didn’t know how.

the war was coming. the worlds were mixing. and you both stayed silent, being so close and distant at the same time.

until you stepped in front of her in the night before the battle. "Sevika."

she looked at you with those eyes again. unreadable hard gaze. and just breathed out in frustration, taking a step. breaking everything.

"fuck."