( It's not tiredness that draws her to the bed as much as it is some vague niggling in the back of her head that she should sleep this off, all compounded by the night's reasons and events. Everyone will leave eventually, and for a long time Kate thought it better to protect herself from that. To only care about the one surviving part of her family and damn the rest, they were just getting in the way. Those kind of habits keep calling to her even now with promises that she'll go home and this will all have been wasted energy and pain she didn't need to face. Why do it?
But those voices are easily ignored when she rolls over, when her hand finds his chest and her lips seek out the corner of his mouth. She remembers years of gritting her teeth and ignoring the good because it could leave her. Doing it never stopped the good from happening, didn't prevent the bad from hurting just as much. )
Never expected this.
( The words are breathed out in the moment, as her gaze lazily trails the lines of his face, the kind of confession she'd never actually make without the assistance of alcohol. )
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Date: 2018-03-02 10:28 am (UTC)But those voices are easily ignored when she rolls over, when her hand finds his chest and her lips seek out the corner of his mouth. She remembers years of gritting her teeth and ignoring the good because it could leave her. Doing it never stopped the good from happening, didn't prevent the bad from hurting just as much. )
Never expected this.
( The words are breathed out in the moment, as her gaze lazily trails the lines of his face, the kind of confession she'd never actually make without the assistance of alcohol. )