[ He's a bit awkward about where to put his hands at first, until the way they're sat really does just make his back ache. ]
Here. [ He shifts to pull her legs up, pulling her up onto his lap, pulling her in closer because really he just hopes in future she'll tell him if he crosses any lines. This, right now, is more about comfort. About holding her close as his lips brush her temple. ]
I'm not going. [ It hurts so much, because he knows -- or at least he's fairly certain he knows what she means by this. By "don't go". She doesn't mean to his apartment, to even the other end of the rooftop. She means for the foreseeable future. ] Look at me. [ His hand reaches for her face, swipes at the tears freely falling from her eye. ] I'm right here.
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Here. [ He shifts to pull her legs up, pulling her up onto his lap, pulling her in closer because really he just hopes in future she'll tell him if he crosses any lines. This, right now, is more about comfort. About holding her close as his lips brush her temple. ]
I'm not going. [ It hurts so much, because he knows -- or at least he's fairly certain he knows what she means by this. By "don't go". She doesn't mean to his apartment, to even the other end of the rooftop. She means for the foreseeable future. ] Look at me. [ His hand reaches for her face, swipes at the tears freely falling from her eye. ] I'm right here.