Injustice, after his attack on Neutron, Davis tries to comfort Chloe.
Chloe would rent the apartments they stayed at, and Davis would come in after he'd cleaned up. He'd sit on the corner of the bed and watch her. There was something molten about it, something that made her neck prickle as she slipped between the bed and his knees. There was something more now that she'd seen the blood on his fingers.
"You can't look at me. I can't keep on doing this knowing I make you afraid."
"It's not that." It just took a second of hesitation. The perfect, dry warmth of his palm against her neck was almost too much to take. He'd saved her life, today, even as the Beast in him tore Neutron apart. She was arguably, trying to save him with hers. They were in orbit, like two binary stars, never doing more than warming each other with their orbit.
Then Davis eclipsed her. His mouth seemed to be hot and cool at once and something about the oxygen in the room was displaced. She could have been thinking about the way things should have been. She found his fingers slipping away from hers and she scraped at the very surface of his skin with bare nails, hoping somehow she could get inside him like that.
She was afraid. She was, but not of what he thought. For the first time, the beast had killed to save a life. Inside her, her heart was the miniature killer, killing all her world but the gravity between them. His hands eased to the small of her back, contradicting the studying childlike gaze of his.
"You really don't know, do you?" Perhaps she needed him to. "I'm afraid for you." His arms went around her in soft semblance of a cradle. Chloe crawled over him and watched the crystal clear brown of his eyes. This time, hope made her stop running.
