( Whatever the case doesn't seem to matter now that it's actually happening, rather than being something briefly considered in moments of weakness and dismissed with a pang of guilt. There's that comfort that's been there for months now, a confusing little tangle of trust that's bolstered by emotion driven events and high adrenaline invasions, that settles somewhere at the base of her spine, right under the touch of his hand.
Somehow, this all seems to make sense. That it happens like this, driven by something other than anger or worry or too much alcohol. Something positive. Warm. New beginnings and all of that, despite the wreckage of an already dilapidated city.
Her eyes open when he pulls back and she finds herself mirroring that smile - lopsided as hers is - without thinking. )
...yeah. Were that.
( This isn't where she would have pictured them a few months ago, but then, she's never ended up where she imagined. It is certainly a first for them, in general. )
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Date: 2017-12-12 10:37 pm (UTC)Somehow, this all seems to make sense. That it happens like this, driven by something other than anger or worry or too much alcohol. Something positive. Warm. New beginnings and all of that, despite the wreckage of an already dilapidated city.
Her eyes open when he pulls back and she finds herself mirroring that smile - lopsided as hers is - without thinking. )
...yeah. Were that.
( This isn't where she would have pictured them a few months ago, but then, she's never ended up where she imagined. It is certainly a first for them, in general. )