Fandom: Heroes: Sylar/Elle: I Don't Know How To Love Him
Elle almost always woke up before he did, no matter how hard she tried not to. As much as she hated mornings, the moment she shut her eyes again, her father was loud and clear in her mind. A good company girl doesn’t waste time in bed, Elle. She couldn’t help but laugh to herself a little as she slipped out of the bed, her body still sore from the activities of the night before. If only her father knew how much time she was wasting in bed now. Not that she would tell him something like that. Not that she could.
She glanced back at the man in her bed, he seemed so peaceful in his sleep, but she knew better. Sylar-Gabrielle (She still didn’t know what to call him sometimes, but she mostly went with Gabrielle), had killed her father and almost killed her twice. He both intrigued her and scared her. Any other woman would have turned away, but she didn’t know how. Not now. They had broken away from the two companies after he revived her, and now they were in a small apartment in a small town, where no one could find them (Except maybe Glasses, he could find anyone). And she found herself at a loss just what to do. He was so intense, it frightened her sometimes.
She sighed and made her way into the bathroom, turning on the shower and waiting for it to heat up (she always liked it a little on the scalding side) before stepping inside. She closed her eyes, lathering her body up as she began to drift off into her own thoughts. As much as she knew it might wait, she couldn’t help but sing a song from one of the movies she had always loved to watch back when she was a kid.
I don't know how to love him.
What to do, how to move him.
I've been changed, yes really changed.
In these past few days, when I've seen myself,
I seem like someone else.
I don't know how to take this.
I don't see why he moves me.
He's a man. He's just a man.
And I've had so many men before,
In very many ways,
He's just one more.
Should I bring him down?
Should I scream and shout?
Should I speak of love,
Let my feelings out?
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Don't you think it's rather funny,
I should be in this position.
I'm the one who's always been
So calm, so cool, no lover's fool,
Running every show.
He scares me so.
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Yet, if he said he loved me,
I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.
I'd turn my head. I'd back away.
I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so.
I love him so.
She had been so caught up in her own thoughts and singing that she didn’t hear him wake up, or notice the door of the shower open until quite suddenly, Gabriel’s arms were around her, pulling her close to him. “
“What’s that from?” He asked, merely holding onto her for the time being, as if he was afraid she would disappear. He was always surprised that she took so much time in the shower, what with her normal fear of water. Maybe that’s why she kept it so hot, to differentiate it from the cold splashes of water used to disable her power before.
“A movie I used to watch a lot. The woman in it, she’s in love with this extradoinary man, but he’s so…special, it scares her. She doesn’t know what she’s supposed to do. As much as she loves him, that love frightens her.” She let her arms rest over his now. “Lately, I can kind of relate” she admitted with a soft , almost hollow laugh.
“You have nothing to be frightened of” He murmured softly, his lips trailing over her earlobe, nibbling on it gently. He couldn’t help but smirk as he heard the small gasp as his hands trailed over her tiny frame. Sometimes, it seemed like it would be so easy to just snap her in two, but he wouldn’t do it, not now. He had almost lost her once due to his inability to control himself, he wouldn’t allow it to happen again. He spun her around now, kissing her softly on the lips before pulling away to speak again. “You have nothing to fear, I love you too”
Elle smiled a little weakly, bringing her hand up to pull him into a kiss, grinding her body against his a little before pulling away. “Don’t you see, that’s what scares me? I don’t know how to love someone who loves me back”
.
She glanced back at the man in her bed, he seemed so peaceful in his sleep, but she knew better. Sylar-Gabrielle (She still didn’t know what to call him sometimes, but she mostly went with Gabrielle), had killed her father and almost killed her twice. He both intrigued her and scared her. Any other woman would have turned away, but she didn’t know how. Not now. They had broken away from the two companies after he revived her, and now they were in a small apartment in a small town, where no one could find them (Except maybe Glasses, he could find anyone). And she found herself at a loss just what to do. He was so intense, it frightened her sometimes.
She sighed and made her way into the bathroom, turning on the shower and waiting for it to heat up (she always liked it a little on the scalding side) before stepping inside. She closed her eyes, lathering her body up as she began to drift off into her own thoughts. As much as she knew it might wait, she couldn’t help but sing a song from one of the movies she had always loved to watch back when she was a kid.
I don't know how to love him.
What to do, how to move him.
I've been changed, yes really changed.
In these past few days, when I've seen myself,
I seem like someone else.
I don't know how to take this.
I don't see why he moves me.
He's a man. He's just a man.
And I've had so many men before,
In very many ways,
He's just one more.
Should I bring him down?
Should I scream and shout?
Should I speak of love,
Let my feelings out?
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Don't you think it's rather funny,
I should be in this position.
I'm the one who's always been
So calm, so cool, no lover's fool,
Running every show.
He scares me so.
I never thought I'd come to this.
What's it all about?
Yet, if he said he loved me,
I'd be lost. I'd be frightened.
I couldn't cope, just couldn't cope.
I'd turn my head. I'd back away.
I wouldn't want to know.
He scares me so.
I want him so.
I love him so.
She had been so caught up in her own thoughts and singing that she didn’t hear him wake up, or notice the door of the shower open until quite suddenly, Gabriel’s arms were around her, pulling her close to him. “
“What’s that from?” He asked, merely holding onto her for the time being, as if he was afraid she would disappear. He was always surprised that she took so much time in the shower, what with her normal fear of water. Maybe that’s why she kept it so hot, to differentiate it from the cold splashes of water used to disable her power before.
“A movie I used to watch a lot. The woman in it, she’s in love with this extradoinary man, but he’s so…special, it scares her. She doesn’t know what she’s supposed to do. As much as she loves him, that love frightens her.” She let her arms rest over his now. “Lately, I can kind of relate” she admitted with a soft , almost hollow laugh.
“You have nothing to be frightened of” He murmured softly, his lips trailing over her earlobe, nibbling on it gently. He couldn’t help but smirk as he heard the small gasp as his hands trailed over her tiny frame. Sometimes, it seemed like it would be so easy to just snap her in two, but he wouldn’t do it, not now. He had almost lost her once due to his inability to control himself, he wouldn’t allow it to happen again. He spun her around now, kissing her softly on the lips before pulling away to speak again. “You have nothing to fear, I love you too”
Elle smiled a little weakly, bringing her hand up to pull him into a kiss, grinding her body against his a little before pulling away. “Don’t you see, that’s what scares me? I don’t know how to love someone who loves me back”
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