October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
It doesn't make it better, because she hardly got any sleep and woke up sore, but Tobi only smiles. "Always." She says with all the solemness of a promise. Because even when she's acting as his friend and not his doctor, she'll always still put him first.
Her fingers are warm against his, her body having turned into quite the furnace as of late, and as he turns to look at her, Tobi does her best to see past his overly-large pupils and to the man she knows lingers beneath the bruises and the snapdragon. The one forged by trauma and duty, and who has absolutely captured her heart at the most inconvenient time for them both. "Thank you, Finn. You'll...you'll have to try and tell me what you want when it comes to all of this." Her thumb absently drifts across part of his hand as she shakes her head slightly. "..I don't think I'll be able to guess, if you don't." When it came to stories on her couch and holding hands and pushing him to run through the snow, there, Tobi had some idea of boundaries and expectations and what may or may not be good for Finn. But with a baby? Gods, she has no idea.
With a groan that has her hand leaving his, October places it against her side and wrinkles her nose. "It isn't doing any reading in there, I can tell you that." She manages breathlessly. "Do..you want to feel?"
Her fingers are warm against his, her body having turned into quite the furnace as of late, and as he turns to look at her, Tobi does her best to see past his overly-large pupils and to the man she knows lingers beneath the bruises and the snapdragon. The one forged by trauma and duty, and who has absolutely captured her heart at the most inconvenient time for them both. "Thank you, Finn. You'll...you'll have to try and tell me what you want when it comes to all of this." Her thumb absently drifts across part of his hand as she shakes her head slightly. "..I don't think I'll be able to guess, if you don't." When it came to stories on her couch and holding hands and pushing him to run through the snow, there, Tobi had some idea of boundaries and expectations and what may or may not be good for Finn. But with a baby? Gods, she has no idea.
With a groan that has her hand leaving his, October places it against her side and wrinkles her nose. "It isn't doing any reading in there, I can tell you that." She manages breathlessly. "Do..you want to feel?"
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
