PHOEBE
Phoebe squeezed his hand a little and gave him a small smile. "Whenever." she said quietly. Whether it was this season, or the next, or the one after that, she did want to help him. She wasn't sure how, but perhaps this time he would be more open about his feelings, about what he needed from her beyond basic child and house care. "Because I am too much. Or you just don't want to." Phoebe said softly, glancing down for a moment. Just because he thought those things of her didn't mean he wanted to commit himself to her more than he felt he had to because of he baby right? But he didn't really give her time to come up with more reasons why he wouldn't want to be with her, capturing her lips in a kiss she had not realized she so desperately wanted. She leaned closer to him, kissing him back eagerly as her free hand wrapped around his waist in a pathetic attempt to keep him from moving away again.
"I won't be too much this time. I promise. I'll do everything I can to not be burdensome." she said just barely above a whisper, her worry and concern etched to the tone of her voice.
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
