HARPER
I stood outside when the roof gave in
You crawled from the wreckage you were lying in
You crawled from the wreckage you were lying in
It's such a similar sentiment to the one he'd given her the night she and Jude fought that Harper can't help but huff a small, bittersweet laugh. Humanity seems overrated right about now.
Her vehemence is not unsurprising for a young woman her age, but it means the world all the same that she believes it so thoroughly. Few in his life - he's not dramatic enough to say none - have ever seen past what he could do for them to instead desire his mere presence. Still, it makes him smile slightly to hear her devolve into muttered considerations over her relationship with Koa. Despite her title and responsibilities, she is still just a nineteen-year-old girl.
Folding her into a hug, one hand comes up to gently cradle her head, looking out over the barrows behind her as he lingers in the moment. "Thank you, sweetheart." Pressing a kiss to her crown, he squeezes her gently. "I think I might just take you up on that." If he can get his shit together for long enough to face the prospect of a real future instead of chasing numbness at the bottom of a bottle. The idea is still daunting - he isn't sure he's ready to start living again so soon after deciding to stop. But maybe this is just another time in his life where he has to push on. Surely if good things like his children are any proof, there would always be good to outweigh the bad.
- Fin <3
Her vehemence is not unsurprising for a young woman her age, but it means the world all the same that she believes it so thoroughly. Few in his life - he's not dramatic enough to say none - have ever seen past what he could do for them to instead desire his mere presence. Still, it makes him smile slightly to hear her devolve into muttered considerations over her relationship with Koa. Despite her title and responsibilities, she is still just a nineteen-year-old girl.
Folding her into a hug, one hand comes up to gently cradle her head, looking out over the barrows behind her as he lingers in the moment. "Thank you, sweetheart." Pressing a kiss to her crown, he squeezes her gently. "I think I might just take you up on that." If he can get his shit together for long enough to face the prospect of a real future instead of chasing numbness at the bottom of a bottle. The idea is still daunting - he isn't sure he's ready to start living again so soon after deciding to stop. But maybe this is just another time in his life where he has to push on. Surely if good things like his children are any proof, there would always be good to outweigh the bad.
- Fin <3
YOU'RE OUT OF REACH AND WE'RE OUT OF TIME
You hold my hand and pull me down with you
You hold my hand and pull me down with you
