I'd like to extend my thanks PjinNH and tripgrl3 for their kind words,
which were both, needed and appreciated and appear to have coaxed the other
person in this relationship into speaking to me. So thanks again.
Disclaimer: Once more the people whomsoever they may be are not mine though I am borrowing them for a little while.
Pairing: Again this is up to the reader.
She's not sure what she feels, fear perhaps. Fear that he'll retreat again, behind those defences that he's so good at raising, defences she spent so long getting through. She can see it in his eyes at times, hear it in his voice, wariness, fear, that she won't, can't care for him, that she'll reject him for who he is, regret that he left her behind his defences, that he'll be hurt again. And it hurts her that he can have such little faith in himself, in her. She realises that what she also feels is anger, at him, at the people who have hurt him so badly. And then he smiles, wraps his arms around her and none of it matters because she's home.
Disclaimer: Once more the people whomsoever they may be are not mine though I am borrowing them for a little while.
Pairing: Again this is up to the reader.
She's not sure what she feels, fear perhaps. Fear that he'll retreat again, behind those defences that he's so good at raising, defences she spent so long getting through. She can see it in his eyes at times, hear it in his voice, wariness, fear, that she won't, can't care for him, that she'll reject him for who he is, regret that he left her behind his defences, that he'll be hurt again. And it hurts her that he can have such little faith in himself, in her. She realises that what she also feels is anger, at him, at the people who have hurt him so badly. And then he smiles, wraps his arms around her and none of it matters because she's home.