LOCKE
He's not sure what he's expecting nor is he sure exactly what kind of reaction he wants from her. Realization seems to hit her like a brick and suddenly she is standing, in his space, alive, real. He starts to say something but he's cut off by the slap. Finally. After all of this. The reaction he wanted. Locke almost laughs, something akin to relief starting to bubble up in his chest.
But then her hands are on his face and his eyes meet hers half a second before she's pulling him down for a kiss. She's soft and smells faintly of lavender and dirt and he fucking loves it. Who is he to deny himself the finer things in life? And there is little finer than she is. He doesn't back away until she does, letting her play this on her terms.
Hazel finds green and he simply looks at her as she speaks. How does he explain this? "Would you believe me if I said it was an accident?" Because it was but hasn't he stressed that he's a liar? That he always has and always will run? She has no need to believe him. "I was in the Wilds, ended up in King's End. Had to wait for LongNight.." It's all true, all just a bad turn of events.
"Are you both okay?"
But then her hands are on his face and his eyes meet hers half a second before she's pulling him down for a kiss. She's soft and smells faintly of lavender and dirt and he fucking loves it. Who is he to deny himself the finer things in life? And there is little finer than she is. He doesn't back away until she does, letting her play this on her terms.
Hazel finds green and he simply looks at her as she speaks. How does he explain this? "Would you believe me if I said it was an accident?" Because it was but hasn't he stressed that he's a liar? That he always has and always will run? She has no need to believe him. "I was in the Wilds, ended up in King's End. Had to wait for LongNight.." It's all true, all just a bad turn of events.
"Are you both okay?"
I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself
But I don't know myself
