“It’s…not that easy, having lover's mark,” He started to say.
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I could relate, being a thinker is exhausting. Being hooked up to machines constantly and having to make up stuff on the spot. But a lover…what does a lover possibly do? We know nothing about them. Everything is a mystery.
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“That’s why I decided to leave,” he finished.
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Too stuck in my thinking I had missed everything he said. Crud.
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“You weren’t listening were you?” He asked.
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I was starting to believe he was actually a thinker. He seemed to read my mind constantly. I shook my head.
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He repeated his entire story again. I paid attention to every last detail, hoping it would help everything in this situation to make sense. It didn’t. I was still as confused maybe even more.
Apparently, he was living as a lover but didn’t like it. So then one day he started thinking about just doing anything else. He then proceeded to turn around in front of me and started to pull down the collar of his shirt. I ran over to him pushing his hands away and shaking my head. No one should ever show more of themselves!
"Relax, I just want to show you something. I won't pull down my shirt any more than needed, I just need to show you ok?" He whispered into my ear.
So I removed my hand and he continued lowering his collar, revealing two marks underneath his lover. Two more marks one blue and the other purple. Talker and thinker. I wasn't sure how they were there but at that moment I wanted nothing more than him putting his collar back. I had never seen so much of another skin before and it was making me uncomfortable248Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcdPp0lvEg7
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“Show me your marks,” he said as he stopped holding his shirt and instead reached toward me.
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His arm moved closer to my shirt, making me weird. We never showed our skin to others. All our clothes had to cover everything from our collarbone to our ankles. We only exposed our necks, hands and head. Anything more and we would be breaking the rules. That would mean we would get thrown in the end. No matter where we were. So when he touched my shirt I flinched and instinctively slapped his hand away. He may have broken all the rules but I wouldn’t be. The thought of him seeing more of me scared me too. No one had ever seen more of my skin, what if he did something? What if I got thrown into the end? Everything I had ever done would be gone.
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“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t think you would react like that. It’s normal to do things like that in the lover's section,” he said, sounding hurt.
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NORMAL? How was that, normal? Were all lovers constantly breaking rules? Was that why we knew nothing about them? I wanted to know so much. But I couldn’t ask just yet.
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“Oh, that’s okay it’s just not allowed here. We are watched all the time. I could get thrown into the end if I show you,” I explained to him.
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He asked if there was somewhere where I wasn’t watched. The only place I could think of was the bathroom. But what would he want?
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“I promise, I won’t hurt you I just need to show you something,” he reassured.
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It seemed best to trust him. He knew more than me even if it meant me feeling awkward. I held his hand and led him to the bathroom. It was a small, cramped space. Since we never really needed showers or toilets. We were also only allowed to use them twice a month in our homes. So many people use closed-off public areas. Especially in the Thinker community, since we are the only people with actual thoughts.
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“Don’t you think this is a bit close?” I muttered.
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His chest was right in my face. I could feel my face burning up every second we were in this small space.
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“Sorry, can you just turn around so I can check something? I’ll be lowering your shirt just a little bit ok?” he explained, his voice quiet so I could only assume he was as uncomfortable as me.
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I turned around moving my body as far away from him as possible. It was nearly impossible as my arms kept hitting him only making the situation worse. Slowly I managed to turn away from him but was now in a new predicament. I was facing the mirror. I could see him clearly, all his expressions and movements. Everything he did. When I saw him move his arm my entire body tensed up. I followed his arm watching every move he made. Slowly bringing the collar of my shirt down. He touched my mark and then something under it. His fingers felt rougher than I had expected and colder. I didn’t know how it made me feel but it wasn’t horrible. Which was bad. I was still breaking the rules.
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‘Are you done yet?” I asked, wanting this to be over.
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There were too many feelings inside me and not to mention, thoughts. So, so many thoughts. It was brain prison. I wanted it gone. Everything!
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“Sorry, but yeah. We’re done. You have it too.”
lmk whatcha think? any theorriesss?
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