[ She's so obviously barely holding it together, he shouldn't be surprised when she collapses against him, but somehow he is. He is becauseā€”
Because it feels like a hell of a lot more trust than he thought she was ready to give.
His arms wrap around her. ] Hey, I'm here. I'm here, I promise.
[ Should he have arrived sooner? It feels like he should've, but at the same time, he recognizes she didn't ask him to...help her, not for that, and she must've had a reason. He doesn't need an explanation, it's not that. Just...
Guess he's tired of watching life gnaw away at people who don't deserve it. The people he cares about. She doesn't belong in this place. That's what he keeps coming back to. She should be wherever the fuck else, with her laptop open in a coffee shop, lounging by the pool with a fruity pink cocktail. Out for dinner with the friends she must've left behind. She shouldn't be crying on him, of all peopleā€”some asshole she met a couple of months agoā€”but even if he's not exactly what she's looking for, even if he's not what she needs, he's what's here.
And as he rests a hand in her hair, a part of him thinks, maybe that isn't nothing to her. ]
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Because it feels like a hell of a lot more trust than he thought she was ready to give.
His arms wrap around her. ] Hey, I'm here. I'm here, I promise.
[ Should he have arrived sooner? It feels like he should've, but at the same time, he recognizes she didn't ask him to...help her, not for that, and she must've had a reason. He doesn't need an explanation, it's not that. Just...
Guess he's tired of watching life gnaw away at people who don't deserve it. The people he cares about. She doesn't belong in this place. That's what he keeps coming back to. She should be wherever the fuck else, with her laptop open in a coffee shop, lounging by the pool with a fruity pink cocktail. Out for dinner with the friends she must've left behind. She shouldn't be crying on him, of all peopleā€”some asshole she met a couple of months agoā€”but even if he's not exactly what she's looking for, even if he's not what she needs, he's what's here.
And as he rests a hand in her hair, a part of him thinks, maybe that isn't nothing to her. ]