Julian's brown eyes meet mine, and in the dim light of the room shining in through a single, narrow window in the ceiling, the shadows beneath them are deep.
He looks haggard.
Instantly, he straightens, picking himself up from the floor to stand before me.
I restrain myself momentarily as I hear the door behind me click shut.
Then, it's a matter of moments before I'm on my feet, across the room, wrapping my arms around him, and holding tight for all I'm worth.
Julian instantly responds, bringing his arms up around my back and pulling me closer.
Nestled in the crook of his neck, the smell of him is overwhelming after missing him for just a week.
We are still for what could have been hours before I pull back to look upon his face.
My heart wrenches in my chest as I behold his smile. A real one- one that reaches his eyes, which are molten and raw with emotion.
A look he saves for me.
Only for me.
And the words are at my lips before I can stop them.
"I-"
The lights flicker off, plunging us into darkness. My words die in my throat as my eyes adjust. I can barely make him out in the light of the moon from the grated ceiling window.
We listen as the drone of the facility stops. Electricity stills as the power goes out. Julian's hands fall from my waist, and I'm cold again.
Footsteps sound from outside the door as guards hurry past.
"It's the generator on the twelfth level, section A- head out!" They bark orders at each other, shouting up and down the halls. I suppose it's because the communication systems are down.
The communication systems are down.
I whip around to face Julian, tapping my ear once in question. He nods in confirmation. They can't hear us anymore; wether that's a coincidence or not, I'll take it.
"I've been waiting for you to worm your way in here." He speaks first, trying at a chuckle, but there's nothing funny about this moment. There's nothing funny about the way my heart is simultaneously pounding in my chest at just the sight of him and sinking through the floor with the knowledge of what's about to happen to him.
There's nothing funny about the way I am irrevocably in love with him.
"She wouldn't let me until today." I say, remembering the agonizing six days of unpacking, settling in, and preparing for the trials without him. I've always had Julian by my side in the lab, and his absence has been felt.
For a moment, he's silent. I watch his eyes as they run over me, but not in a suggestive way; he's checking for injuries, making sure I'm-
"Have you been alright?" He asks, voice wavering.
"No." I say, holding his gaze, "but yes, in the way you're thinking." His eyes glint in the dim light, and he takes a step closer again, reaching his left arm out toward me, palm up.
I place my hand in his, palm to palm, fingers intertwined.
"I don't deserve this." I whisper.
I don't deserve the second chance he's giving me. I don't deserve him. It should be me in the cell and him in my position. I should be the one to die in the maze.
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