I don't really get tired too easily, so. M'pretty sure I could go at it all night if I wanted to. [ Yeah, she's just being a jerk now.
but she's getting comfy behind him, one of her legs tucked under her while the other stretches out alongside his, and she pulls him back, encouraging to lean back against her while she starts to rub his shoulders again ] We.. were talking about going home, right?
[Hesitantly at first, he leans against her. She's stronger than he expects-- but god, her hands feel good, and he lets out a happy little noise as she moves.]
On . . . on whether it would be good to. On time passing. Things like that.
[ she probably answers this too quickly; ] No, I don't.
[ she knows she answered too fast because it startles her a little bit, considering she's gone home once already, considering how long it's been, how much things have changed. how much she's changed. but maybe that's just it. ]
A part of me misses the control I had back home, over my own life and where I could go, who I could meet. Here that freedom is a little, um. Squashed. But. I feel like I've been here for so long that going back to that life would just be a huge step backwards. And things aren't good there, I don't have the kinds of friends I've made here, I don't have the same confidence or training or any of it. I honestly felt really lost, last time I was home. And it only felt worse once I got back here. I forgot.. everything.
[ she stops just to rest her chin against his shoulder as her hands move out to rub further out towards his arms, then she tucks her face against his neck, trying to hide her frown. ]
[ which makes her laugh and pull her hand away again, leaning in to kiss his cheek before she settles back again ]
So it's decided, neither of us will go home. Which means Sirius will have to stay too, of course. I have a few more friends I'd like to keep here, but you, sir, you have to promise.
[ pinky promise! seeing as she's holding her pinky up between them now ]
Promise you'll stay here with me.
[ she knows he can't control it, none of them can. but even wanting him to make that promise means something, doesn't it? she thinks it does. so, she's doing it. ]
[ Raven's not sure why she's blushing, though it might be due to the fact that his smile makes her feel flustered and gooey inside, in the most mature and coolest way possible of course, and the only way to describe the way she's looking at him for a moment is with complete adoration. but then she huffs a laugh, looks down at her lap like she needs to take a pause to pull herself back together ]
-- Can I kiss you again? Is it too soon to kiss you again? Because if it is, I'm going to have to insist that you be less charming. [ but she's already bunching her hand up in the front of his jumpsuit, tilting her head and shutting her eyes and, well, kissing him. ] -- there's only so much a girl can take.
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but she's getting comfy behind him, one of her legs tucked under her while the other stretches out alongside his, and she pulls him back, encouraging to lean back against her while she starts to rub his shoulders again ] We.. were talking about going home, right?
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[Hesitantly at first, he leans against her. She's stronger than he expects-- but god, her hands feel good, and he lets out a happy little noise as she moves.]
On . . . on whether it would be good to. On time passing. Things like that.
[A beat. Honestly:]
Do you want to go home?
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[ she knows she answered too fast because it startles her a little bit, considering she's gone home once already, considering how long it's been, how much things have changed. how much she's changed. but maybe that's just it. ]
A part of me misses the control I had back home, over my own life and where I could go, who I could meet. Here that freedom is a little, um. Squashed. But. I feel like I've been here for so long that going back to that life would just be a huge step backwards. And things aren't good there, I don't have the kinds of friends I've made here, I don't have the same confidence or training or any of it. I honestly felt really lost, last time I was home. And it only felt worse once I got back here. I forgot.. everything.
[ she stops just to rest her chin against his shoulder as her hands move out to rub further out towards his arms, then she tucks her face against his neck, trying to hide her frown. ]
I don't like the idea of forgetting this place.
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Nor do I. Nor the people I've met here. I've . . . become someone entirely different. Someone better, I think.
oops wait 1963 right
HAHA
[He smirks up at her.]
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[He lets out a protesting little noise and wriggles around, trying to get away without actually yanking her hand off-- and then he kisses her palm.]
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So it's decided, neither of us will go home. Which means Sirius will have to stay too, of course. I have a few more friends I'd like to keep here, but you, sir, you have to promise.
[ pinky promise! seeing as she's holding her pinky up between them now ]
Promise you'll stay here with me.
[ she knows he can't control it, none of them can. but even wanting him to make that promise means something, doesn't it? she thinks it does. so, she's doing it. ]
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[He hooks their pinky fingers together quite seriously, with an indulgent little smile. His expression soon turns a bit more solemn, and he adds:]
I really do.
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-- Can I kiss you again? Is it too soon to kiss you again? Because if it is, I'm going to have to insist that you be less charming. [ but she's already bunching her hand up in the front of his jumpsuit, tilting her head and shutting her eyes and, well, kissing him. ] -- there's only so much a girl can take.
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[He grins as their mouths meet-- and again-- and he makes the third deeper, as he pushes his hand through her hair, knotting his fingers there--]