[It was only a matter of time before Taako followed her out into this, into love, into opening himself up to the possibility of it.
Into believing that he may actually be worthy of being loved in return.
Her lips linger at his temple, Lup's eyes sliding shut, her body focusing in on their closeness, on every point of their body they aren't touching. She squirms closer to fix that, to fill up those gaps that remain from their years apart. Being this close may not come as naturally easy as it once had, but it's one thing Lup will never grow tired of working towards. For him and only him, she will make the effort.
Lup would usually never waste an opportunity to drag her brother, to dig and prod and poke at him like they've always done so ruthlessly to one another, but his face buries into her, seeking comfort, and she lets her teasing drop. They have forever together. She can rake him across the coals another time. Right now, her brother needs her.]
I mean, you saw how I dealt with it. [Lup might not have really been there to watch his every interaction with Kravitz, but he'd been there for the impossibly slow blossom of love between her and Barry. He'd witnessed every shy glance, every careful dance around one another. He'd gotten his fill of Lup rattling off about the man late at night, overanalyzing his every move, his every word, all the while fiercely denying the love growing there. She hadn't dealt any better than he was, Lup was just lucky enough to have that panic spread over the course of fifty years versus Taako's year and a half.
Back then, they'd had all the time in the world to figure out their feelings. But now, with Hadriel's fickle nature, it often felt like time was against them.
Her fingers twist carefully into her twin's hair, just the loose hair at the bottom of the braid Kravitz fixed for him, tangling them together.]
You don't have to tell him yet, y'know. Sit on that shit awhile. [But - he can probably hear the unspoken words that should come next - Don't wait too long or he may disappear.] Barold an' I may not be the poster children on how the fuck love is supposed to work, but... I took my time. And he waited for me.
[She doesn't mean the getting together, she means the actual 'i love yous' which came so much later. He'd known she loved him, of course, everyone had after their performance, but the actual words took longer to form at her tongue.]
Kravitz will wait for you, y'know. Forever, probs, cuz that nerd totally has it bad for you.
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Into believing that he may actually be worthy of being loved in return.
Her lips linger at his temple, Lup's eyes sliding shut, her body focusing in on their closeness, on every point of their body they aren't touching. She squirms closer to fix that, to fill up those gaps that remain from their years apart. Being this close may not come as naturally easy as it once had, but it's one thing Lup will never grow tired of working towards. For him and only him, she will make the effort.
Lup would usually never waste an opportunity to drag her brother, to dig and prod and poke at him like they've always done so ruthlessly to one another, but his face buries into her, seeking comfort, and she lets her teasing drop. They have forever together. She can rake him across the coals another time. Right now, her brother needs her.]
I mean, you saw how I dealt with it. [Lup might not have really been there to watch his every interaction with Kravitz, but he'd been there for the impossibly slow blossom of love between her and Barry. He'd witnessed every shy glance, every careful dance around one another. He'd gotten his fill of Lup rattling off about the man late at night, overanalyzing his every move, his every word, all the while fiercely denying the love growing there. She hadn't dealt any better than he was, Lup was just lucky enough to have that panic spread over the course of fifty years versus Taako's year and a half.
Back then, they'd had all the time in the world to figure out their feelings. But now, with Hadriel's fickle nature, it often felt like time was against them.
Her fingers twist carefully into her twin's hair, just the loose hair at the bottom of the braid Kravitz fixed for him, tangling them together.]
You don't have to tell him yet, y'know. Sit on that shit awhile. [But - he can probably hear the unspoken words that should come next - Don't wait too long or he may disappear.] Barold an' I may not be the poster children on how the fuck love is supposed to work, but... I took my time. And he waited for me.
[She doesn't mean the getting together, she means the actual 'i love yous' which came so much later. He'd known she loved him, of course, everyone had after their performance, but the actual words took longer to form at her tongue.]
Kravitz will wait for you, y'know. Forever, probs, cuz that nerd totally has it bad for you.