It's okay to want to be alone. Even if you decide that you want to have space from me in the context of scene aftercare — there are times when that can be healthy. I won't be upset if you ask — but it is something that should be a bit of a conversation first.
īŧ the rest, though. he shifts under that hand, propping himself up halfly with an elbow. he reaches out, unbidden, and traces sasuke's bottom lip with his thumb. it would be so natural here to fill the silence that follows with i love you. how quickly he came to it doesn't worry him. he's come to similar conclusions about other people on other worlds over a cup of coffee. love is the only defiance he has against what he was made.
but sasuke, he thinks, is not ready to hear it. even if he's already saying it in a thousand little ways — he'd been clear that its grip on him is not easily or gently tolerated.
i imagine that i would endure anything, he says. if one were to pantomime the sentiment implied, they would need to rip their beating heart from their chest and hold it aloft in a slick of viscera. īŧ
Fuck, can I put a moratorium on you saying nice things to me today? You're gonna make me cry again and that was not the kinda dehydration I was talking about earlier. īŧ he sprawls his hand across sasuke's face and just — pushes at him playfully. who let you exist, actually. īŧ But — thank you. For seeing me.
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Date: 2024-02-28 03:45 am (UTC)īŧ the rest, though. he shifts under that hand, propping himself up halfly with an elbow. he reaches out, unbidden, and traces sasuke's bottom lip with his thumb. it would be so natural here to fill the silence that follows with i love you. how quickly he came to it doesn't worry him. he's come to similar conclusions about other people on other worlds over a cup of coffee. love is the only defiance he has against what he was made.
but sasuke, he thinks, is not ready to hear it. even if he's already saying it in a thousand little ways — he'd been clear that its grip on him is not easily or gently tolerated.
i imagine that i would endure anything, he says. if one were to pantomime the sentiment implied, they would need to rip their beating heart from their chest and hold it aloft in a slick of viscera. īŧ
Fuck, can I put a moratorium on you saying nice things to me today? You're gonna make me cry again and that was not the kinda dehydration I was talking about earlier. īŧ he sprawls his hand across sasuke's face and just — pushes at him playfully. who let you exist, actually. īŧ But — thank you. For seeing me.
īŧ you know. metaphorically. īŧ