memory’s so treacherous
Never one to cling, not unless he's out of his mind or coming down off a really bad trip (and those are kind of the same, really), Finn's arms slip gently around October in return, and he leans his cheek against her dark hair and lets out a shivery sigh. "Okay," he says quietly, a small smile tugging at his lips. "That's good, because I want you too." Still, his subdued tone and the frown knotting his brows together suggests that there's a big storm brewing behind his eyes.
Able to gaze at her face again now at least as she sits back, he tilts his head and listens to the rundown of her conversation with Ronin. And it all seems weirdly innocuous given that it has caused these sorts of questions to bubble up in his chest, and for Tobi to spend the night as a dog in Ronin's lap, and for her to be crying now. "I love you," he says suddenly, reaching out to carefully wipe the tears from her cheeks. It rarely comes unprompted like this, but even Finn has a beating heart under all of his issues. "I know I don't show it the same way other people might, but I do. And if you do want me to show it other ways, I just want you to know that I can try."
Able to gaze at her face again now at least as she sits back, he tilts his head and listens to the rundown of her conversation with Ronin. And it all seems weirdly innocuous given that it has caused these sorts of questions to bubble up in his chest, and for Tobi to spend the night as a dog in Ronin's lap, and for her to be crying now. "I love you," he says suddenly, reaching out to carefully wipe the tears from her cheeks. It rarely comes unprompted like this, but even Finn has a beating heart under all of his issues. "I know I don't show it the same way other people might, but I do. And if you do want me to show it other ways, I just want you to know that I can try."
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
