It's kind of a big deal for me though...? I don't... want you to be afraid
to touch me. And I don't want to be afraid to touch you. So I'm gonna
worry about it.
Just-- please touch me when you want to? Please. Anytime, anywhere.
Didn't say that... just, if you're so nervous about hearing "no" that you'd avoid it entirely...
[ trails off a bit, sagging uselessly down into the seat a little more and burying her nose in her coat. ]
... I dunno what to do. I missed you bunches and I've been missing you and all I wanna do is like-- hold you and hug you and feel you again but I know I--
[ ... shifts a little closer, so she can bury her face in against Nem's shoulder, muffled and mumbly. ]
You don't get in the way. What's there even for you to get in the way of? And it's-- it's fine to mess stuff up. It's fine. We'll just talk about whatever got messed up and not assume stupid things anymore or be mean to each other or not-- be there for each other.
... there's nothing wrong with you. I love you. And-- and you don't have to love me, ever, but as long as you care, I'm-- happy. And as long as you care, I'll be here.
doesn't move, just hunching her shoulders a little for more contact-- but doesn't say anything else beyond that, face miserably warm despite the fire and thankfully hidden. ]
[ ggggod. immediately pulls back when she hunches up, putting a bit of distance between them. ]
It matters. Who-- cares, about right and wrong? Only thing that matters is stuff that makes us happy or unhappy, and you make me happy. I don't care if you don't do stuff "right". I don't do stuff right all the time, look-- I messed it up and hugged you again and I shouldn't've, I shoulda known better, and I'm sorry.
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It's kind of a big deal for me though...? I don't... want you to be afraid to touch me. And I don't want to be afraid to touch you. So I'm gonna worry about it.
Just-- please touch me when you want to? Please. Anytime, anywhere.
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[ trails off a bit, sagging uselessly down into the seat a little more and burying her nose in her coat. ]
... I dunno what to do. I missed you bunches and I've been missing you and all I wanna do is like-- hold you and hug you and feel you again but I know I--
...
I'm sorry.
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[looks over at her, and then back into her own lap, shoulders sagging]
...I missed you, too. But I thought-- I just--didn't want to get in the way, or mess stuff up again.
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You don't get in the way. What's there even for you to get in the way of? And it's-- it's fine to mess stuff up. It's fine. We'll just talk about whatever got messed up and not assume stupid things anymore or be mean to each other or not-- be there for each other.
... there's nothing wrong with you. I love you. And-- and you don't have to love me, ever, but as long as you care, I'm-- happy. And as long as you care, I'll be here.
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...Okay.
[she keeps her head angled so her face is obscured, but her fingers hook into Req's shirt, to keep her close]
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... okay.
doesn't move, just hunching her shoulders a little for more contact-- but doesn't say anything else beyond that, face miserably warm despite the fire and thankfully hidden. ]
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eventually curls in closer, adjusting to a somewhat more natural hold]
...Sorry.
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[ shakes her head a little, gratefully leaning into that hold.
Her breath is just a little shaky. ]
S'fine.
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... been there, done that, let's aim for "good".
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...Sorry.
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curls an arm around her, pulling her close. ]
Stop apologizing... you didn't do anything wrong!
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Didn't do anything right, either.
[Then--tone noticeably lighter]
Anyways--doesn't matter, don't worry about it. I am glad you're back, even if you had to come back straight into something like that.
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It matters. Who-- cares, about right and wrong? Only thing that matters is stuff that makes us happy or unhappy, and you make me happy. I don't care if you don't do stuff "right". I don't do stuff right all the time, look-- I messed it up and hugged you again and I shouldn't've, I shoulda known better, and I'm sorry.
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[She finishes lamely, shrunken in farther on herself, hands knotted into her slacks]
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[ quiet at that, and settles back, her expression confused and worried. ]
... do I yell at you a lot?
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[ ah.
... nods, shoulders slumping a little. But she looks kind of relieved. ]
Okay. ... I'm sorry.
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[Shakes her head; makes herself sit up straighter]
...I'll work it out.
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... can I-- help you? Sort it out? I wanna help.
Are you okay? Do you wanna talk about what's been happening?
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...Just been thinking a lot. Prolly too much. ...Don't worry about it. Easy to know what to do when I put it like that, right?
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... nah.
What were you thinking about...?
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