[He's left to sit and watch helplessly, a small sigh escaping him as he runs a barely restrained frustrated hand through his hair. Of course that frustration wasn't towards her, but to himself.
When she returns to the bed not long after, at first he can't quite bring himself to look at her, that guilt twisting and weighing him down. But a part of him realizes from past experience he can't go like this forever, either, that she is very likely feeling guilty and blaming herself for reasons she shouldn't. It's so sad and stupid that this has happened enough times that he can actually recognize the pattern.
And regardless of what he might think and feel, no matter how much he wants to avoid her for her own safety or retreat into that old icy cave...]
...You.
[His voice is quiet but clear as his eyes finally lift to meet hers.]
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When she returns to the bed not long after, at first he can't quite bring himself to look at her, that guilt twisting and weighing him down. But a part of him realizes from past experience he can't go like this forever, either, that she is very likely feeling guilty and blaming herself for reasons she shouldn't. It's so sad and stupid that this has happened enough times that he can actually recognize the pattern.
And regardless of what he might think and feel, no matter how much he wants to avoid her for her own safety or retreat into that old icy cave...]
...You.
[His voice is quiet but clear as his eyes finally lift to meet hers.]
I just need you.