[ she's right about that. on the outside it does seem a little strange that he's choosing to go about things like this when he's both really enjoying the fact that he can touch her and that he's never been very good at denying himself something he wants.
but this is sara. bright, beautiful sara who is better than she thinks she is. the first woman in a very long time to make leonard want something more than just a quick roll in the sheets. that alone would make him take things a little slowly, a little more differently than usual, but she's also got all those memories he doesn't. even if they're trying to pretend like that doesn't exist, it colors every interaction. it makes things complicated.
part of leonard wants to be able to open up, to bare himself to her and show her that this is more than just simple flirtation. he wouldn't have brought it up the way he did on the waverider, talking about the future, if he wasn't serious. if he hadn't given it some thought. despite that, there's another part of him that wants to double down on all the walls he's built around himself. if she got to see something of him that he doesn't remember her seeing (that he doesn't want her seeing quite yet) then there's no need to open up at all. better to hold onto what shreds of control he has left.
there's more than one way to control a situation. that's what leonard reminds himself as he gives into the urge to lean in and kiss sara once more, hands still only touching her face and shoulders. ]
Maybe, [ he murmurs against her lips, barely enough space for breath between them, ] you can change my mind about that.
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but this is sara. bright, beautiful sara who is better than she thinks she is. the first woman in a very long time to make leonard want something more than just a quick roll in the sheets. that alone would make him take things a little slowly, a little more differently than usual, but she's also got all those memories he doesn't. even if they're trying to pretend like that doesn't exist, it colors every interaction. it makes things complicated.
part of leonard wants to be able to open up, to bare himself to her and show her that this is more than just simple flirtation. he wouldn't have brought it up the way he did on the waverider, talking about the future, if he wasn't serious. if he hadn't given it some thought. despite that, there's another part of him that wants to double down on all the walls he's built around himself. if she got to see something of him that he doesn't remember her seeing (that he doesn't want her seeing quite yet) then there's no need to open up at all. better to hold onto what shreds of control he has left.
there's more than one way to control a situation. that's what leonard reminds himself as he gives into the urge to lean in and kiss sara once more, hands still only touching her face and shoulders. ]
Maybe, [ he murmurs against her lips, barely enough space for breath between them, ] you can change my mind about that.
[ he thinks he'd like it if she did. ]