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The Bright Spot Meme


(Was there every a more suitable meme for dear Molly?)

Date: 2017-03-21 12:09 am (UTC)
punchmeitssubtext: (Gotcha.)
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"Good." The word is practically a purr, just this side of smug. And because she's used the word interesting, somehow he feels more inclined to answer her sincerely, rather than brushing her off with a joke.

"It's... not what I thought it would be," he says slowly. "In a good way. I assumed it might be sort of a logistical nightmare, what with positioning and contraception and actual decisions on which kind of sex you want to have, but it's been--fun."

Date: 2017-03-21 02:20 am (UTC)
punchmeitssubtext: (Gotcha.)
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"Mm." He's not sure how long he's really been comfortable with her--like the rest of his feelings for her, it's been building in him gradually for years. But no matter what the exact timeline might be, he knows she's right.

She's not afraid of him. She's not afraid of the chaos of his life, or the bizarre thorny tangle of his emotions. Not because she's confident that she can conquer it all, but because she knows him.

"And--if I'm honest, it helps that you're so frank about things like that. I mean, I've learned what my biochemistry is doing, it's the rest of me that needs explaining."

Molly may excite him, may drive him to distraction at times, but he's not afraid of her, either. And he knows she'll tell him the truth. She always does.

Date: 2017-03-22 12:05 am (UTC)
punchmeitssubtext: (Sincerely.)
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"You're biased."

But his voice and his eyes are warm, and his lips are still smiling when he shifts to kiss the edge of her palm. He's had people tell him he's good-looking before--subtly, blatantly, predatorily--but only from her does it register as a compliment.

Date: 2017-03-22 02:10 am (UTC)
punchmeitssubtext: (Sincerely.)
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He's silent for a moment, and when he speaks again his voice is slow as he pulls up the memory.

"You had your hair back in a low bun, but not braided. Light blue buttondown blouse. You were weighing a liver."

When they'd first met he'd been a far colder and harsher person than he is now, his defenses raised against everyone and everything. And his first memories of her are factual, neutral, as if she were merely any other staff member at Bart's. But she's there. From the start, he's noticed and remembered her, even if it took him years and dozens of mistakes to start noticing her in anything close to the way he does now.

Date: 2017-03-22 10:18 pm (UTC)
punchmeitssubtext: (Better than I was.)
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He shifts towards her on the mattress, as if drawn closer by her smile. Which he is, in a way--in general, as well as at this specific moment.

And though going through all his memories of her would take far too much time and distract him from the far more important (and enjoyable) moment he's living right now, there is something that bubbles to the forefront of his mind and up onto his tongue.

"When I got shot. I sort of... had this hallucination. And I saw you at the start of it, before anyone else I know. You told me which way to fall so I wouldn't bleed out."

Date: 2017-03-22 11:53 pm (UTC)
punchmeitssubtext: (Sincerely.)
From: [personal profile] punchmeitssubtext
"I told you. You count."

It's so much easier to say than I love you was, even if they've meant more or less the same thing for at least a year before now. But it still means letting his guard down, and he can't help but be at least a little self-conscious of that, even in an afterglow this heady. So he punctuates that statement by leaning down to kiss her lips, warm and slow.

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