{ Soulmates }

Derek had not known what to expect of the person on the other side of all that numbness. There were times when he had genuinely wondered if there would be anyone to find at the core of something so shattered, but he had been prepared from the start to help them find a means of piecing themselves back together.
If he was completely honest with himself though, with all he’d heard and come to understand about what happened to men like himself who were not careful – he’d believed the person on the other side would be more like him, than like those who had raised him to be cautious of what men like this were capable of.
“That’s what this thing is all about – isn’t it?” From his understanding at any rate, it wasn’t about the romantic things a lot of stories spoke of – he’d heard those tales too, and while they certainly made sense, what stood out among them were the same truths that stood out among brothers – when one was unsteady, it was on the strength of the other that he could lean.
Whoever stood on the opposite end of his spirit was the one who needed strength – he’d recognized that from the start. He registered, based on the class difference between them, that there was strength for him to find as well – but it wasn’t the sort of power that he wanted. He had no issue dismissing the luxury such a match offered – what mattered to him was that the other knew he had support, regardless of the fact he had nothing to offer Derek in return for it.
“I’m glad it helped. You know if you ever need to talk about any of it – I’m here to listen, right?”
