Maea
The worst of all blessings
She squeezed his fingers lightly, more relieved than expected to hear that they were equally inexperienced. It made them equally likely to mess up, equally prone to mistakes, misconceptions and just as capable of working out the differences that would inevitably crop up at some point. She'd been swept off her feet once, landed hard and nearly broke from the experience. That it was possible to go slowly and take their time... it might make all the difference. Certainly Liam's assurance and the open door to talk eased that slight fragment of hesitation from her shoulders; her light breath wasn't quite a sigh of relief so much as it reaffirmed for the upteenth time why he was the one to get past her guard.
"I will. You too - any time, any topic, if you're not comfortable or need anything, I'll listen." They were already doing that, but it didn't hurt to reaffirm that the open door went both ways. "How, uh... does this work, now?" Wiggling their joined hands to mean them and this togetherness; she had this feeling that they had suddenly stepped into unknown territory, where the usual rules had changed. The casual camaraderie of traveling together on some days and going off on their own at others had worked out so far, but perhaps simply taking off wouldn't cut it anymore... Somewhat surprisingly, Maea found that it didn't bother her. The blessing of having someone who cared enough to wait and worry if she didn't come home far outweighed the minor inconvenience that came with checking in and sharing plans.
It came slowly, the growing giddy happiness as reality sank in. They really were doing this. It was real - as solid and true as the hand in hers, as the arm around her shoulders, as the sweet, wonderful ache in her chest as she leaned into Liam's chest and let her head come to rest against his shoulder. It wasn't far away; she hadn't realised just how close they'd been sitting, and definitely wasn't complaining.
"I will. You too - any time, any topic, if you're not comfortable or need anything, I'll listen." They were already doing that, but it didn't hurt to reaffirm that the open door went both ways. "How, uh... does this work, now?" Wiggling their joined hands to mean them and this togetherness; she had this feeling that they had suddenly stepped into unknown territory, where the usual rules had changed. The casual camaraderie of traveling together on some days and going off on their own at others had worked out so far, but perhaps simply taking off wouldn't cut it anymore... Somewhat surprisingly, Maea found that it didn't bother her. The blessing of having someone who cared enough to wait and worry if she didn't come home far outweighed the minor inconvenience that came with checking in and sharing plans.
It came slowly, the growing giddy happiness as reality sank in. They really were doing this. It was real - as solid and true as the hand in hers, as the arm around her shoulders, as the sweet, wonderful ache in her chest as she leaned into Liam's chest and let her head come to rest against his shoulder. It wasn't far away; she hadn't realised just how close they'd been sitting, and definitely wasn't complaining.
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
