[Touch was good. Being pulled closer was better. It meant he was accepting her, her feelings, her protection. That he was finally letting go of everything and relying on her as he should have since the very beginning.
She shifts slightly in his hold, arms adjusting to best keep him against her, lifting a hand to run lightly through his hair. He could soak her shirt through and she wouldn't have cared less. In fact, she might be offended if she didn't have a giant wet spot.]
Don't be. I've been wanting you to do this for ages. You've needed to...
[Because she gets it. Shouldering the burden and the suffering, not wanting to share it with others. But eventually you had to or you might just go crazy.]
...Try again? [Leaning back, Elena blinked down at him, exposing singular tracks of water against her cheeks. Only evidence that she'd even been crying herself. Crying for him. For her. For them.] What do you mean?
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She shifts slightly in his hold, arms adjusting to best keep him against her, lifting a hand to run lightly through his hair. He could soak her shirt through and she wouldn't have cared less. In fact, she might be offended if she didn't have a giant wet spot.]
Don't be. I've been wanting you to do this for ages. You've needed to...
[Because she gets it. Shouldering the burden and the suffering, not wanting to share it with others. But eventually you had to or you might just go crazy.]
...Try again? [Leaning back, Elena blinked down at him, exposing singular tracks of water against her cheeks. Only evidence that she'd even been crying herself. Crying for him. For her. For them.] What do you mean?