( she could have told him better, he should have known better, she hadn't ever needed him around for the hellhounds of the city to find her. rather, how many times had he been at the frontlines of her making it out? when bullets had rained vertically throughout her apartment, when that bomb had been tucked within the very room in which she'd interviewed. he tries to blame himself for all of the bad, and she gets it. she does, because it's all she can do herself. pick apart what she could've done, should've done—but what about the people she's helped, by ensuring they're seen?
he flatters himself to think it's better for her, to stay away. but really, it's just the easy way out. to stay and care? that's terrifying.
one of those big palms of his seeks out her own, eclipses it in that roughened heat she's learned so well, distinguished as his, and she can't help but to sigh. a pathetic sound, a longing sound, inhale stammering despite how desperately she wishes she could just keep her shit together. this isn't the karen she wants him to see, fragile and human. she was never meant to be the girl he describes. not from the very beginning.
still, she laughs. and this time it's an honest sound, despite it's lacking tone, despite how breathy it exits her. )
Yeah, well. I guess we can't all be so lucky.
( her fingers lift a little, under his touch, thumb giving just a ghost of a caress along the edge of his. )
I wish you'd stay, you know? ( he'll tell her not to say it, to stop, he can't, but she can't help herself. it bubbles over, teeth dragging at the edge of her lip, chewing at the inner of her cheek. ) It doesn't matter how long. Just... something.
he's touching her hand don't speak to me
he flatters himself to think it's better for her, to stay away. but really, it's just the easy way out. to stay and care? that's terrifying.
one of those big palms of his seeks out her own, eclipses it in that roughened heat she's learned so well, distinguished as his, and she can't help but to sigh. a pathetic sound, a longing sound, inhale stammering despite how desperately she wishes she could just keep her shit together. this isn't the karen she wants him to see, fragile and human. she was never meant to be the girl he describes. not from the very beginning.
still, she laughs. and this time it's an honest sound, despite it's lacking tone, despite how breathy it exits her. )
Yeah, well. I guess we can't all be so lucky.
( her fingers lift a little, under his touch, thumb giving just a ghost of a caress along the edge of his. )
I wish you'd stay, you know? ( he'll tell her not to say it, to stop, he can't, but she can't help herself. it bubbles over, teeth dragging at the edge of her lip, chewing at the inner of her cheek. ) It doesn't matter how long. Just... something.