Here Lies Love ✯ isaac night

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''Are you alright today, Rose? You've been quieter than usual.''

''I'm fine, no need to worry about me.''

''I always worry about you, so you can tell me, sweetheart.''

''..It's just my mum.''

''Again?''

''She's making me cut the strings, she doesn't want the hassle or the pain anymore.''

''You know that's not right? You don't have to do that.''

''I don't know.. I should probably help her though, she is my mum.''

''Good mothers don't put their pain on their daughters.''

''Maybe..''

Isaac sighed. He hated seeing the girl like this, he needed to get her mind off of her reality.

And he knew just the thing.

''Wait here,'' he said smiling, and rushed out of the laboratory.

Demitra sat herself onto the bench they had been previously leaning on and waited and waited until finally he ran back in, his chest heaving with the long distance he had to take to his room.

Isaac strolled across the room towards her, standing in between her legs and handed the girl a small black box decorated with a red ribbon.

''I was going to wait for your birthday to give you this, but I figured now is as good a time as any.''

''Isaac..''

''Don't give me that 'you shouldn't have' because you know I will never listen to it,'' he chuckled.

The girl opened the box gently, her eyes widening at the beautiful necklace inside. It was a bright silver charm of a small clockwork heart hung delicately on a thin chain.

''It's beautiful.'' Demitra breathed, ''we match now.'' she giggled.

''it's corny I know but I thought my mechanical heart now reminds me of yours around your neck..''

''And my necklace reminds me of you.'' the girl finished for him sending him a loving stare, which he gave back, before she leaned forward and set a gentle kiss onto his lips.

''I have an idea,'' Demitra whispered against the boy's lips before jumping off the bench and running over to his workstation.

With a flick of her wrist, the pair's strings appeared into her hand.

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The pair worked through the whole night, from the sunset to the sunrise.

They had carefully weaved Demitra's string into Isaac's clockwork heart and his thread into her necklace - being sure not to cut them in the process.