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Assistant: Title: The Binds that Burn
        Author: Lost_Fawn Lost_Fawn 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: Rumi almost got caught.Her patterns crawl and burn her skin hotter than ever, she could almost feel how close Mira and Zoey had been to seeing her for how she was.  And yet here she was…  Under their worried care as her patterns sparked violently to life.At their mercy.
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              Rumi almost got caught.Her patterns crawl and burn her skin hotter than ever, she could almost feel how close Mira and Zoey had been to seeing her for how she was.  And yet here she was…  Under their worried care as her patterns sparked violently to life.At their mercy.
            
        


  





    
        
          Rumi gritted her teeth together as she’d forced her legs to carry her through the door, hissing in a breath through them as her hands clutched along her arms.  All she could think of was that Zoey and Mira had almost seen.  It hadn’t even been a few hours, and yet she still found herself spiraling as she had rushed ahead and away from where she could hear the other girls in their own part of the suite.The demon patterns had crawled up and infested her skin more and more over the past few days, every inch able to be felt growing and singeing in time with each pulse of fear and shame that crept into her mind.  Rumi groaned painfully, her eyes stinging with tears as her nails sunk clean into the soft skin of her upper arm, digging into the flesh all too easily.She couldn’t cry.
  Do not show weakness.  Do not show fear.
She kept repeating it, willing it to remain and keep her calm and focused.  And yet the scream she was forcing down her throat was tearing her mind and body apart, quivering with a hiccuping sob that cut off as she stumbled in past the door frame to her room.  Knocking the door shut rather clumsily with the back of her heel, she only made a few more wobbling steps before her legs had given out beneath her.  Collapsing in on herself and just.. holding her pained body hopelessly in a heap of her own fear.  Behind closed doors.. you could be afraid.  You could be anything when you were outside of the eye of others, afraid, ashamed, a disappointment.Even your own worst fear.Every breath Rumi forced in through her mouth that she had to pry open was nothing but ragged, uneven, and strained as she started losing her rhythm in her focus.  The burning pink plagued and stained her exposed skin, flashing over the once dull purple marks and stealing her mind away from stability.  Rumi could only feel as her throat constricted painfully as she found it too hard to keep her breaths coming.Rumi’s next gasp felt as if it brought in nothing at all to keep her breathing, pupils shrinking in terror as one hand rushed to clutch her throat, Rumi ripping her arm open from the quickened movement.She couldn’t breathe…She couldn’t fight, she couldn’t run.  She couldn’t even save herself.  Rumi was alone, exactly as she’d feared, and exactly what she’d wanted.She was nothing but a ghost of a mistake.Every waking moment right now was mental and physical agony, hyperventilating on nothing but the air she couldn’t feel filling her own lungs.  So when she heard the door knob rattle, her heart felt like it stopped with time.  Rumi’s door slamming had dragged the attention of the other two, and all at once she’d never felt her shame wash over her faster.She’d made another mistake.  And it was her own fault.
  ‘No…’
“Rumi..?” Zoey’s usually excitable voice sounded almost hesitant, her hand pressing on the door as she pushed it to open just a crack.  It was only to check on her, nothing more.  However, it didn’t even fall open the full way, not when Zoey’s shoulders had gone rigid and she stopped all movement at the sight that welcomed her.The light from the bright main loft had filled the room in a narrow beam, falling over Rumi’s crumpled form and enunciating each feature over her back.Her exposed arms.. shoulders.  Neck.  All of it, crawling with demonic patterns right before her eyes.Mira had only been a few paces behind, eyes widening as she rushed to clutch Zoey’s forearm into her hand.  Neither had moved fast, frozen in shock seeing the patterns flicking like electricity over Rumi’s tainted pale skin.  And she didn’t even turn to look at them, back turned to the door as she choked and gasped helplessly, clawing at the patterns that had started to wrap her throat with electric pain searing her focus.Not now, when they were here to see.  They couldn’t know— they were never meant to know.“Get out..-!” Rumi could even hear it wasn’t herself, voice ringing out corrupt and nearly morbid as she’d snapped at them in her fear.  It hurt like never before, Rumi refusing to face them as tears stung her eyes shut.  Every time the marks had spread and grown in the past, it had never been so bad.. but when shame had its claws in you, few could escape its relentless clutches.Even if she didn’t want them to see it, let alone her.Their eyes were locked onto the patterns creeping slowly over Rumi’s body with enunciation, the vibrant colors unmistakably familiar against the contrast from both the dark and her light skin.  Mira’s grip faltered slowly when Zoey had gone to move first.  She had slowly shrugged Mira’s hand off the full way, her own gently moving it down and away from her as she inched slowly into the room.  Rumi’s breathing was broken and unnatural, even for her, Zoey flinching at the next suppressed wail that had pushed through her weak gasp.  She couldn’t find her voice.She couldn’t get air.Maybe Rumi was a demon.  Everything they were seeing right now suggested it, but even wrestling with some fear and disbelief?  Zoey still knelt down gradually behind Rumi, every movement slow and unsure as she slowly rested a hand over Rumi’s shoulder.  She’d flinched instantly at the touch, feeling the hand on her skin.  Her head bowed down and shadowed over by guilt as she turned it forcibly away, refusing to face Zoey when her patterns were this obvious to the human eye.“Don’t— look at me.. I..—“ Forcing out words was like sandpaper against her tight throat, choking on a sob as it spilled from her lips and she dragged her nails in a tight grip over her skin, scraping as she flexed it tensely in an uncalculated grasp in her own desperation.  Zoey bit her lip softly, eyes flickering over Rumi with a mixed expression.She should be more scared, it was all Rumi could think while feeling their eyes burning into her.  Or maybe that was just the patterns burning into her, she could hardly tell the difference.  But Zoey didn’t pull herself away, even seeing her for what she was.  Instead, she slowly wrapped her arms around Rumi’s neck in a delicate hug.  Her own eyes were glassy, resting her head against her girlfriend’s shoulder and staring at the pulsing pink glow with worry clutching her heart as she kept her hold loose.“We’re not going anywhere.” Zoey frowned, slowly turning to bury her face a bit more against Rumi’s shoulder in an attempt to console herself. “You’re going to be okay..—” Zoey said it, and yet she didn’t even know if it was true when she did.Rumi was either a demon.. or something had done something to turn her into one of them.  She didn’t even know what was better, hearing Mira’s footsteps softly approaching them from behind.  Rumi’s heart was pounding against her chest, lip quivering as she felt Zoey’s hand slide under the one around her throat with gentle precision.This was it, wasn’t it?  They were going to kill her here, quick and merciful.  The image of Mira conjuring her weapon and silently trying to stalk up behind her to take her out, Zoey holding her still…Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to go out this way.It was sick how much she expected it, body quivering more in Zoey’s hold as she closed her hand over Zoey’s.  She wouldn’t fight them, she couldn’t if she wanted to in this state.And she still flinched hard when Mira had come into view just out of the corner of her eye, jerking in Zoey’s arms with a sharp gasp breaking her erratic breaths.  Mira had a similar reaction, watching Rumi’s eyes flash a glowing amber the second she’d rounded her side, before they’d snapped shut and braced for a hit to come.That alone had Mira doubling back a step with a tense expression on, eyes widening before steeling her nerves with a sorrowful frown.  But no weapon was clutched in her hands.  They were empty, albeit squeezed into fists at the quick reaction.Mira hesitated, though took the step back she’d faltered and got down by Rumi’s side with a shaky exhale.  She didn’t like being so close to a demon, but the worst part wasn’t that.  It was seeing Rumi in this much pain and fear, not even trusting her girlfriends close to her.“Hey..  Rumi, look at us.  Look at me.” Mira spoke firmly, seeing how Rumi kept her eyes squeezed shut to try and stop her from seeing them.  Hiding, keeping secrets?  None of that would help right now.Rumi felt Zoey’s hand cupping and soothing over the skin she’d scratched open along her throat, and maybe that was helping her realize why her fate hadn’t come.  Slowly, her burning eyes had opened, painfully as they flickered between brown and that demonic yellow-orange shade.  Her slitted pupils shifted slowly towards Mira’s, unsure with guilt hugging her expression as she finally looked her in the eye.Mira’s expression was a bit dark, drawing a hand up to cup Rumi’s jaw and tilt it aside to see the patterns growing out from under Zoey’s fingers that gently wrapped Rumi’s throat.  It was clear that it was painful from Rumi’s reactions alone, Rumi blinking back the tears in her eyes as she finally found herself starting to lean into Mira’s palm with a strangled sob falling from her lips against her will.  It burnt like Hell on Earth, every small movement of the continuous growth felt like a hot brand sinking into her flesh.Old or new, the pink color was not the normal shade, nor her own power trying to take hold of her.  Mira sighed slowly, leaning forwards and resting her head against Rumi’s just for a moment.  Maybe part of her thought Rumi wouldn’t even be herself by the sight of her on the floor, but she was grateful to have been wrong for a change.  Instead, trying to coax her down a bit though the pain. “We’re here.  And we aren’t leaving you like this, what can we do?” Mira couldn’t make it more clear they were trying to help.They wanted to do something.  Anything.But instead they felt helpless, Rumi shaking her head slightly with a tearful strain to her voice as she struggled with words. “I don’t know..” She doubted there even was a way to stop it, and soothing it?  She couldn’t think of a single thing that had dulled her pain before, her mind being a foggy labyrinth of agony not being any assistance in the moment.Mira hushed her gently when she started to break down, not moving to stop her, but only to try and keep her calm.  In a moment of weakness, and horror for all of them, they still had each other.  Even if it could have turned out to be the opposite. “That’s okay.  We’ll figure something out..”Zoey carefully adjusted her hold as she sat fully down, releasing her cling with a small hum. “Maybe you should lay down a little.. you’re pretty tense, it might not be helping.” It wasn’t the most helpful, sure, but it was better than no attempt.Mira agreed with a nod, a subtle smile on her face as she looked back to Rumi with her eyes gentling in a questioning manner. “Do you think you could do that?  Slowly?” Rumi was hesitant, not expecting them to be so gentle with her with this being the sudden reveal that it was.  But she nodded anyhow into Mira’s hand, feeling the tears falling down her face as she accepted the help.
   They shouldn’t help you.  You are a deceitful, greedy liar…  Such a shame, a mistake and a burden. 
The bitterness ringing through her head was unnatural and loud, her slitted pupils narrowing with a hiccup in her breathing throwing her off.  It sounded like her own voice in her ear, and yet it wasn’t, tensing and glancing hurriedly over her shoulder.  Zoey jumped a bit, squeaking a bit when those mistrusting and confused eyes had landed on her before skimming around.  Rumi felt crazy.. and not in a good way.Mira cleared her throat, gently tapping her finger against Rumi’s cheek to drag her attention back. “Rumi, do you hear me?”Rumi’s eyes took a second to turn back with her head, swallowing dryly as she nodded, though visually unnerved. “Sorry, yes..” The hair on the back of her neck felt as if it were standing on end the whole time, however.  She was convinced it wasn’t her, nor her own thoughts.  It had felt far too loud.Too directed, as if it was towards her rather than her own mind.They didn’t make Rumi move far at all, either, helping to ease her down to lay on the ground under her.  Her head rested in Mira’s lap, facing away from the two as she laid on her side and held herself self consciously, staring at the opposite wall and trying to fight through the pain to steady her breathing.  Zoey sat with her side to Rumi’s back, legs stretched out in the opposite direction as she rubbed soothing circles over the exposed skin under Rumi’s white crop top.Zoey had never lost the concern over watching Rumi succumbing to the pain either, wincing when she could audibly hear the sound of the skin searing under the demon marks still trying to spread.  Zoey’s eyes had moved to Mira with a small noise of distress leaving her, but both of their attention was right back on Rumi with the hiss that came next when she’d started to let herself jolt right back into a panic at the doubt sinking in.The patterns had sped right back up.Mira hurriedly rested her hand over Rumi’s shoulder to keep her still, frowning and wincing at the pained expression that twisted her features. “Easy.. easy, we’ve got you.” She had focused in on the markings, however, pausing with a blink.  They hadn’t been moving so fast just a second ago, she was sure of it.Was that it?  The pain seemed to be the worst when they were spreading to new skin, Mira looking over Rumi’s body quickly before turning her focus back to her lover. “I know it hurts…  But I need you to try and stay calm.” She felt cruel saying it already, huffing at her own words. “I think it might be feeding off of your panic.  You need to try and slow your breathing for us.”They didn’t know anything for sure, but trying anything was better than forcing her to lay there and suffer it through.Rumi let her tears be wiped away each time one broke through the teary barrier that formed over her eyes.  She was trying her best, even if it felt like a hopeless battle. “It’s..- hard.” Not denial, exactly..But she was trying to slow it anyhow, sniffling as she clutched her sides and tried to clear it to be able to breathe better.Zoey seemed to understand, head cocking to the side as she never stilled her calming hand. “I know..  You just have to keep trying… like, what’s the name of our newest song?” Distractions, trying to keep her focus on them.Rumi thought it was a bit of an easy question, eyebrows furrowed questioningly as she’d shifted and forced a deeper breath. “Takedown.  I don’t know if that’s helping..”But Mira seemed to catch on, smiling and nodding towards Zoey supportively.  Not bad, keeping it easy.  Not stressful. “Good.  Now, our live show we performed last.  What was it?” Maybe their own form of panic attack control.It kept her thinking, and yet not too hard.Rumi’s eyes were starting to soften as her breaths gradually started to even out, pupils starting to slowly dilate in slowing pulses back into their regular shape as the golden color dulled out into brown. “It was going to be Golden…” Maybe starting to dwell on being the entire reason it hadn’t gone through— but she didn’t have the time to.Mira had gently nudged Rumi, not giving her even a full second to lose her calm.  Rumi was doing good, she wasn’t letting her slip back out of it. “But it was actually..?” You could just hear her smile falling in her tone, expectantly waiting for Rumi’s answer.Rumi cracked a smile herself that time, feeling the lightening mood starting to calm her more and more.  It was the last time fighting demons had been so simple. “How It’s Done.. but we performed half of it falling out of the sky.”Zoey smiled brightly, her cheery demeanor shining through as she laid her head on Rumi’s side with a playful cheer. “Yeah we did!  And yet some people still think we use stunt doubles.  You just can’t please some people.” Rumi found herself breathily laughing, her shoulders bouncing as the gentle sound found its way out of her.She remembered that…Mira rolled her eyes, but her smile matched theirs all at the same time. “Don’t remind me.  You’d think it would be easy to prove, but no.” A few still refused to listen to reason, even having it done in front of them.Rumi noticed she could hardly even feel the discomfort over her skin by that point, breaths slowed with her heart as she laid and could feel the exhaustion washing in a wave over her relaxing body.  She couldn’t believe it had even worked, it had been stupidly simple, and yet she snickered as Mira had started to brush the end of her braid against her cheek. “What are you doing?” But this time it was clear, not breathy or afraid.Genuine, and even smiling still.  A good difference, even as she’d raised an amused eyebrow up at Mira finally.Mira smirked, cocking her head with a tauntingly innocent hum that contrasted her entire expression. “Doing?  I’m not doing anything.” And yet she didn’t stop, Rumi having to lift a hand to protect herself as giggles forced themselves out.“You’re tickling me, quit it..!”Zoey watched through relaxed eyes, though her smile faltered subtly while the two had their light moment.  She could still see fresh blood against Rumi’s skin, even as the marks had stopped glowing and faded out into a dull purple.  Rumi had scratched her neck and bicep open with ease in her panic, but still didn’t seem able to feel it so well.Really, she’d only been drawn to notice it when she’d felt Zoey moved to wrap her arm with the first piece of discarded cloth she could snag, pressing a kiss over the makeshift bandage.  Rumi felt up to her neck to check on reflex after that, wincing at the wet feeling that sunk into her fingertips and the soft sting it rewarded.She looked at her hand in distaste, the blood smearing between her fingers as she felt Zoey sit up from her spot laying against her side. “I’m sorry.  About all of this…” Most of all, the biggest secret that had come to light during the whole situation.Zoey had to stretch pretty far to grab the first aid kit from beside Rumi’s bed to actually tend to the wounds properly.  The band-aids were being pressed on as both her and Mira shook their heads to quiet her.  Zoey wasn’t mad, per say.  Just.. shocked, and a bit upset. “I know.. and as much as I wish you would have told us instead of finding out like this…”All of them laid out on her bedroom floor, bleeding, and in a post-panic haze.  But other than that?  Zoey just smiled sadly down at her. “I’m just happy you actually let us in.  You looked pretty freaked..” And even scary.“Well I didn’t let you.  You kind of walked in?” Rumi couldn’t help but mention, but she knew what Zoey actually meant.She did let them in.  She was always so guarded, she kept her walls up.  That was until now, still not moving from being laid between her girls.  Mira was absentmindedly fixing a few strands of hair that had been mussed up and out of Rumi’s braid, fondly humming to herself.  She would let herself be a bit more upset later, where she couldn’t freak out Rumi about any of this. “Maybe.  But I think you get where she’s coming from.”Rumi sighed slowly, but nodded as she rested her eyes. “I do.” It was hard to fight a smile when Zoey had just rolled over her to hug around Rumi’s front, giggling quietly as Rumi’s arms found themselves around her waist.A calm moment.  No more questions, pressure.  Just them.Like it always had been.'
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