but do you feel like a young god? you know the two of us are just young gods. we’ll be flying through the streets with the people underneath and we’ll be running, running, running, again
fav!otps [1/?] kanej (kaz brekker x inej ghafa) // six of crows by leigh bardugoInej turned to go. Kaz seized her hand, keeping it on the railing. He didn’t look at her. “Stay”, he said, his voice rough stone. “Stay in Ketterdam. Stay with me.” She looked down at his gloved hand clutching hers. Everything in her wanted to say yes, but she would not settle for so little, not after all she’d been through. “What would be the point?” He took a breath. “I want you to stay. I want you to… I want you”. “You want me.” She turned the words over. Gently, she squeezed his hand. “And how will you have me, Kaz?” He looked at her then, eyes fierce, mouth set. It was the face he wore when he was fighting. “How will you have me?” she repeated. “Fully clothed, gloves on, your head turned away so our lips can never touch?” He released her hand, his shoulders bunching, his gaze angry and ashamed as he turned his face to the sea.
“I want you to stay. I want you to … I want you.”
“You want me.” She turned the words over. Gently, she squeezed his hand.
“And how will you have me, Kaz?” He looked at her then, eyes fierce, mouth set. It was the face he wore when he was fighting. “How will you have me?” she repeated.
- (Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows)
…and no matter how broken we were, we’d fight our way out together — knives drawn, pistols blazing. Because that’s what we do. We never stop fighting.
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“Oh, and put in an order for a new hat.”
“Please.”
Kaz heaved a sigh as he braced himself for three painful flights of stairs. He looked over his shoulder and said, “Please, my darling Inej, treasure of my heart, won’t you do me the honor of acquiring me a new hat?“
He needed to tell her…what? That she was lovely and brave and better than anything he deserved. That he was twisted, crooked, wrong, but not so broken that he couldn’t pull himself together into some semblance of a man for her. That without meaning to, he’d begun to lean on her, to look for her, to need her near. He needed to thank her for his new hat.
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Had she really thought the world didn’t change? She was a fool. The world was made of miracles, unexpected earthquakes, storms that came form nowhere and might reshape a continent. The boy beside her. The future before her. Anything was possible.
“My little Suli idealist. All you need is a full belly and an open road?” he said, the mockery clear in is voice.
“And an easy heart, Kaz.” That was the difficult part.[ … ]
He grinned at her, his smile sudden and jarring as a thunderclap, his eyes the near-black of bitter coffe. “We’ll be kings and queens, Inej. Kings and Queens.”
“Hmm,” she said noncommitally, pretending to examine one of her knives, determined to ignore that grin. Kaz was not a giddy boy smiling and planning a future with her. He was a dangerous player who was always working an angle. Always, she reminded herself.
