[She can scarcely believe it herself. Instinct had taken over, and she had simply done what she used to in his presence, familiarity always within reach and ready for her to grab it.
She is so sure that the world stops for those several beats of her heart hammering in her chest when he looks at her. No doubt that he can see that flicker of fear and panic in her eyes, both at having been separated and at how quick she was to reach for his hand.
And, more than that, how much she does not want to let go.
How something like this can so easily soothe her and frighten her when his fingers curl over hers.
She had her hand in his only a night ago, but she has already forgotten how much smaller hers is. Or maybe it's all of her, trying to shrink back from the warmth and security it can offer. Whatever it is, she doesn't know — hell, she doesn't know what any of this is, but she doesn't end up pulling her hand back this time.
The bear tucked under her arm, her cup skillfully held in her other hand, she lets herself be pulled closer.
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She is so sure that the world stops for those several beats of her heart hammering in her chest when he looks at her. No doubt that he can see that flicker of fear and panic in her eyes, both at having been separated and at how quick she was to reach for his hand.
And, more than that, how much she does not want to let go.
How something like this can so easily soothe her and frighten her when his fingers curl over hers.
She had her hand in his only a night ago, but she has already forgotten how much smaller hers is. Or maybe it's all of her, trying to shrink back from the warmth and security it can offer. Whatever it is, she doesn't know — hell, she doesn't know what any of this is, but she doesn't end up pulling her hand back this time.
The bear tucked under her arm, her cup skillfully held in her other hand, she lets herself be pulled closer.
Though not without a sigh.]
You said it wouldn't be.