[ he frowns even though he's happy -- to see her finally let go. he more than willingly lets her slump against him, his arm not being pinned by her body coming up to hold the back of her head where it is. frank closes his eyes for a moment, taking comfort in the blank darkness behind them. ] I don't want you to be someone else. I just want you to be here. [ with me. not just physically, but mentally present whatever that means. if either of them are even fully capable of that. ]
[ he's happy too to finally have a mention of the shitbag who hurt her in less abstract description. they both were dismantled by assholes, but that doesn't mean they have to be alone. maybe it means... they should come together, because no one else gets how fucked up it feels. ]
Can I put you to bed now? [ an incredibly gentle ask. before he can edit himself, his lips lunge forward to brush across her clammy forehead. ]
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[ he's happy too to finally have a mention of the shitbag who hurt her in less abstract description. they both were dismantled by assholes, but that doesn't mean they have to be alone. maybe it means... they should come together, because no one else gets how fucked up it feels. ]
Can I put you to bed now? [ an incredibly gentle ask. before he can edit himself, his lips lunge forward to brush across her clammy forehead. ]