[Alex cuddles up to him gladly, resting her face against his chest and turning it up to him. Her contented smile (and it definitely was very Alex despite everything going on) slips. Concern and the frown it brings colors Alex’s face and gently she just reaches up and cups his cheek again. It’s a soft movement, her thumb moving in slow circles before she speaks softly.]
No he wasn’t, Richard. This wasn’t your fault. And we’re going to have plenty of time for theatre or movies and dinner. Plenty of time for slow and romantic and learning all of the ways that make one another tick like that.
[Alex just lifts herself onto one shoulder, leaning over and pressing her lips to his gently, sealing the promise in there.]
Listen, my Hades. My Richard. This doesn’t mean the end of anything. It’s a beginning and we get to craft how we want the story of us to go from here. Howard Strand doesn’t have a fucking thing to say about it.
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[Alex cuddles up to him gladly, resting her face against his chest and turning it up to him. Her contented smile (and it definitely was very Alex despite everything going on) slips. Concern and the frown it brings colors Alex’s face and gently she just reaches up and cups his cheek again. It’s a soft movement, her thumb moving in slow circles before she speaks softly.]
No he wasn’t, Richard. This wasn’t your fault. And we’re going to have plenty of time for theatre or movies and dinner. Plenty of time for slow and romantic and learning all of the ways that make one another tick like that.
[Alex just lifts herself onto one shoulder, leaning over and pressing her lips to his gently, sealing the promise in there.]
Listen, my Hades. My Richard. This doesn’t mean the end of anything. It’s a beginning and we get to craft how we want the story of us to go from here. Howard Strand doesn’t have a fucking thing to say about it.