Maeve
There isn't an argument left for her to make. Not when he's tilting her chin up with one finger and pressing the sweetest of kisses against her lips. It's enough to distract her from her from anything she might say in response to his statement. Maeve presses into the kiss, bringing a hand up to cup his cheek and draw him closer to her before he finally pulls away. She sniffles, shaking her head. No, there isn't anything wrong with it and she adores him all the more for pushing through her insecurities.
Maeve tucks herself back against him, snuggling as close as she she's able to. As close as is appropriate in the middle of the park with people milling around them and a food vendor who is likely very confused as to what is happening. Locke keeps her safe in his embrace, pushing away those thoughts that threaten to consume her and Maeve can't help wondering how she ever thought there was nothing more than attraction here. How she ever doubted him. Even if they are bad for each other. Even if it isn't healthy. It doesn't matter. She finally looks up at him when he pulls back from her, managing a small smile as he wipes away a stray tear, "Okay... Together." Maeve murmurs, leaning into his touch after he presses a kiss to her hand, lips brushing lightly across her skin.
It's a start. Albeit a rocky one. They'll figure it out. Together. They will learn and grow and build each other up from the ruins that others have left behind. He smiles at her. Small and crooked. It's a balm for everything she's been through, soothing her bruised heart, and she returns it the best she can. It's the first one that seems to truly reach her eyes. "Probably too cold to really be good."
She huffs, shaking her head as they head back to the cart. Their food might be cold, but the warmth in her chest more than makes up for it.
~FIN <3~
Maeve tucks herself back against him, snuggling as close as she she's able to. As close as is appropriate in the middle of the park with people milling around them and a food vendor who is likely very confused as to what is happening. Locke keeps her safe in his embrace, pushing away those thoughts that threaten to consume her and Maeve can't help wondering how she ever thought there was nothing more than attraction here. How she ever doubted him. Even if they are bad for each other. Even if it isn't healthy. It doesn't matter. She finally looks up at him when he pulls back from her, managing a small smile as he wipes away a stray tear, "Okay... Together." Maeve murmurs, leaning into his touch after he presses a kiss to her hand, lips brushing lightly across her skin.
It's a start. Albeit a rocky one. They'll figure it out. Together. They will learn and grow and build each other up from the ruins that others have left behind. He smiles at her. Small and crooked. It's a balm for everything she's been through, soothing her bruised heart, and she returns it the best she can. It's the first one that seems to truly reach her eyes. "Probably too cold to really be good."
She huffs, shaking her head as they head back to the cart. Their food might be cold, but the warmth in her chest more than makes up for it.
~FIN <3~
These violent delights
Have violent ends
Have violent ends
