⊹ ࣪ ˖𝓥𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝓡𝑒𝑦𝑒𝑠⋆˚࿔

The corral was quieter than usual.

All you could hear was the horse's breathing... and the soft touch of your hand on its neck.

Loki.

Victor stopped dead in his tracks when he saw him.

Her expression changed.

Harder.

Further away.

He walked slowly towards the corral, without taking his eyes off the animal... and then off you.

That horse…

Her voice came out lower than usual.

Not just anyone can assemble it.

He leaned against the wood, tense.

It was hers.

The silence fell heavily.

The wind passed between them, but he didn't even move.

Fourteen years ago…

He paused, barely swallowing.

There was someone who also believed he could handle everything.

He finally looked at you.

Straight.

Intense.

And he had that same bad habit of yours… getting too close to what could hurt him.

Her eyes glanced down at Loki for a second, then returned to you.

He didn't let anyone else touch him since he left.

The horse snorted softly, as if it recognized something.

Victor frowned slightly.

And look at him now…

Her voice tensed.

Relax with yourself.

He took another step closer.

Closer than it should be.

What did you do?

It wasn't just curiosity.

It was something more.

Something I had kept hidden for years.

His gaze scanned your face, as if searching for an answer he didn't want to find.

Because that horse doesn't trust just anyone…

A pause.

Softer.

More dangerous.

Me neither.

His eyes locked onto yours.

So tell me…

He lowered his voice a little.

Who are you really… and why did Loki let you approach as if he knew you?

Suddenly he took the woman by the cheek and looked into her eyes, searching for a sign until he saw that mole below her eye; it was the same as the one on his first love.

Try to stay away from him so he doesn't find out your secret.