[ He's not sure if he can, even. But Pyrrha is here, once again giving him exactly what he needs, and one day he will give her what she wants, too. What they both want. If... she's willing to be patient with his own recovery process. ]
Is it... really okay, then? Can we be, like, the new Ren and Nora now? Or-- just us. Jaune and Pyrrha.
[ What he means is being together but not together-together until he gets his shit... together! But also trusting in where they are standing with each other.
Us— [ Testing, she repeats the words. The hug becomes less taut and desperate, something considerably more languid. Impulsively, Pyrrha brushes some hair out of his face and kisses his temple.
As soon as she does, a square foot of flowers bloom in the front yard, yellow and pink petals spreading toward the sky.
Somewhat embarrassed, somewhat hiding a smile, Pyrrha averts her head. ]
... It's okay. I would have waited before, if you had only asked me.
[ Implying she didn't wait before (she totally did) -- oops! :D ]
[ Pyrrha does the thing and his heart skips a beat. It's less of an adrenaline rush this time and more of a quick jolt that takes him out of dark place, followed by an overwhelming sense of relief.
Jaune's hand comes up and he traces the spot that Pyrrha just kissed on his head. Unlike her, he doesn't hide his smile, but he also doesn't realize that he is in fact responding with one. It's moot in the end anyway, as Pyrrha is the one who's looking away this time when he faces her. ]
It goes without saying, but you don't have to do anything alone either. I mean it, I'll always have your back, even if nothing else makes sense to me.
[ Eventually, she does look back at him. The flowers have stopped spreading through the front lawn but her smile has yet to temper, mint-bright as the moment he gave her reason to. Under the blanket, their hands are still linked, while her other arm lingers around him, hesitant to let go. What would happen if she moved away from him now? Even the coolness of early evening is chased away by a sphere of warmth generated between them, as if they were entirely in their own little galaxy, sustained by a star that only exists when they're together, close, touching.
I'll always have your back...
On her next words, her tone lightens. Unlike before, it's genuine. ]
Well. [ On her second impulse in as many minutes, she burrows under his arm, gently forcing it around her. ] I'll try to make sure everything makes sense this time around.
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[ He's not sure if he can, even. But Pyrrha is here, once again giving him exactly what he needs, and one day he will give her what she wants, too. What they both want. If... she's willing to be patient with his own recovery process. ]
Is it... really okay, then? Can we be, like, the new Ren and Nora now? Or-- just us. Jaune and Pyrrha.
[ What he means is being together but not together-together until he gets his shit... together! But also trusting in where they are standing with each other.
Oh hell, he'll just say it: ]
There's no one else.
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As soon as she does, a square foot of flowers bloom in the front yard, yellow and pink petals spreading toward the sky.
Somewhat embarrassed, somewhat hiding a smile, Pyrrha averts her head. ]
... It's okay. I would have waited before, if you had only asked me.
[ Implying she didn't wait before (she totally did) -- oops! :D ]
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Jaune's hand comes up and he traces the spot that Pyrrha just kissed on his head. Unlike her, he doesn't hide his smile, but he also doesn't realize that he is in fact responding with one. It's moot in the end anyway, as Pyrrha is the one who's looking away this time when he faces her. ]
It goes without saying, but you don't have to do anything alone either. I mean it, I'll always have your back, even if nothing else makes sense to me.
[ Let's not repeat history, basically. ]
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I'll always have your back...
On her next words, her tone lightens. Unlike before, it's genuine. ]
Well. [ On her second impulse in as many minutes, she burrows under his arm, gently forcing it around her. ] I'll try to make sure everything makes sense this time around.