bludhavensbluebird:

    He’s learned to read her carefully, memorized like the lines of his favorite book but it doesn’t take a genius to see she’s upset. It’s in her posture, the pauses in her movements before carefully extending a hand to him and it just about breaks his heart. She shouldn’t have to be careful with him, like she’s scared for him not of him and if the look on her face is enough to twist his heart it’s her words that provide that extra sting. It’s fear; cold and hard, coiling in his gut and sinking like a hot lead at the thought that she was done with him. Hesitantly he takes her hand, thumb idly stroking he back of her hand as his eyes finally meet hers. He wants to tell her he’s happy she came back despite having every reason not to, to say that throughout this whole ordeal the only thing to brighten his day was seeing her walk through that door, to tell her that he missed her but what he wants may be too little too late and perhaps some things are better left unsaid. He hasn’t earned the right. ❛Floor’s all yours.❜

    She tightened her grip for a fleeting second as his hand fell to hers in an attempt to comfort him; however, comfort him in the wake of what she knew not. Sure she’d left to clear her mind but it hadn’t done her much good. All decisions she would make from here in would be reckless and unplanned and distinctly Kitty Pryde. Perhaps that’s why it was unwise to take that step forward, to place the hand he’d given her on her waist as she came closer and coiled around him, the shallow up and down of her chest just on the verge of holding her breath. She’d always had foggier judgement in his arms. It was funny to be the one fighting for him when it’d always been the opposite. She wasn’t good at it. “I’m moving in.” Well, in the very least she was decent at it. The statement had been muffled by the fabric of his shirt but still it was a statement. If he wasn’t going to be stubborn she’d busy herself in being so. “I’m not gonna go. I love…-    being with you Dick. You’re the only place worth being. But I’m not gonna stand here quietly while you brood and I’m certainly not gonna lay down and take it when you throw your temper my way. What’s happening is tragic and I’m not asking you to recover right now. I’m asking you to let me help.”

Feb 23 10:23 ( ♥ 10 )