[He's never lost her, but he does remember that moment of ache when she kissed him and left, and he knew he was going to die and never get to see what it could have been.
He kisses her, a quick peck on the lips this time]
( sara could go on one of her whole "i belong to me" shpiels, but honestly? it feels nice to let her walls down for a little bit without shutting him down, because nothing quite beats feeling a certain way for someone and having them feel the same way in return. it's been a while — she's nearly forgotten that light and airy feeling in her chest that makes her feel like she could simply float away with contentment were he not laying on top of her.
that doesn't mean that she won't tease, though, hands sliding up to cup his cheeks, murmuring, ) Actually, I think you're mine now, ( before guiding his face closer to hers so she can kiss him again, sweet and warm. )
[He doesn't mean it the way it sounds, like that she's a possession with all the negative connotations. He means it in the way he thinks of it - that she's precious, important, and that he'd do anything to keep her in his life and happy to the best that he's capable of.
The "L" word isn't one he knows how to say, but this is as close as he can get.
So as she lobs the ball back into his court, he thinks about that for a moment, shifts to the side and settles onto the mattress, legs tangled with hers]
( the pit changed sara, that much is for sure. she'd lost a piece of herself — her soul — and even after it was returned to her, she was never quite the same. she had to push herself to do as little as kiss someone again, let alone be intimate with them. it's certainly taken its toll, and it's certainly not over just yet.
it's a relief to know that she's capable of feeling this way about someone again, that she's not too far gone, too messed up in her mind and in her heart.
she thinks she loves him.
but she can't quite say it, weary of whatever unforeseen consequences may come to pass if she does. so sara just holds him tightly, leaning in to capture his lips with hers in a long kiss that she doesn't want to end. )
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He kisses her, a quick peck on the lips this time]
You're mine, now.
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that doesn't mean that she won't tease, though, hands sliding up to cup his cheeks, murmuring, ) Actually, I think you're mine now, ( before guiding his face closer to hers so she can kiss him again, sweet and warm. )
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The "L" word isn't one he knows how to say, but this is as close as he can get.
So as she lobs the ball back into his court, he thinks about that for a moment, shifts to the side and settles onto the mattress, legs tangled with hers]
Yeah, I can work with that.
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it's a relief to know that she's capable of feeling this way about someone again, that she's not too far gone, too messed up in her mind and in her heart.
she thinks she loves him.
but she can't quite say it, weary of whatever unforeseen consequences may come to pass if she does. so sara just holds him tightly, leaning in to capture his lips with hers in a long kiss that she doesn't want to end. )