[ "so many people really love him" [ace voice] wait really
he lets her lean instead of going to the hospital like he should ]
Good. 'Cause I've never been any good at losing people I care about. [ no one is, but ace thinks himself particularly bad at it. and again, it's trying to tell nimona with words, because she's never heard them, even if he feels awkward stating it. not because he's got any problem admitting to these things, but because he's never put much weight into it coming from himself. it's not that big of a deal when it's just coming from him and all. ]
[i'm going to bonk him on the head. me personally.
she hears it, this time. third time's the charm, right, hey, stupid, i care about you - and it's scary and it makes her heart feel like it's going to explode and there's a burning behind her eyes at it, but. it's one of the best feelings in the world.
she turns and just full on hugs him again because it's the only way she can really get it across. maybe if she holds on tight enough he'll get it. how much she cares, and how much it means to hear him say it.]
Me either. [and then, just because she has to, she has to make sure, because there's been so many times that she couldn't say it and regretted it later:] I care about you.
[ a bonk will not fix him. but good news, she says it and he doesn't look pikashocked, for once, just like he didn't at the hug. hugs her back and all. ]
... Thank you. [ for caring. he's said it before, but now he's also saying thanks for saying it out loud. he knows it isn't easy for her. ]
[she says, and she half-laughs when she says it, a sort of hiccuppy, wet giggle. like disbelief. like what are you saying thank you for - like of course. like relief, because he didn't seem surprised, this time.]
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he lets her lean instead of going to the hospital like he should ]
Good. 'Cause I've never been any good at losing people I care about. [ no one is, but ace thinks himself particularly bad at it. and again, it's trying to tell nimona with words, because she's never heard them, even if he feels awkward stating it. not because he's got any problem admitting to these things, but because he's never put much weight into it coming from himself. it's not that big of a deal when it's just coming from him and all. ]
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she hears it, this time. third time's the charm, right, hey, stupid, i care about you - and it's scary and it makes her heart feel like it's going to explode and there's a burning behind her eyes at it, but. it's one of the best feelings in the world.
she turns and just full on hugs him again because it's the only way she can really get it across. maybe if she holds on tight enough he'll get it. how much she cares, and how much it means to hear him say it.]
Me either. [and then, just because she has to, she has to make sure, because there's been so many times that she couldn't say it and regretted it later:] I care about you.
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... Thank you. [ for caring. he's said it before, but now he's also saying thanks for saying it out loud. he knows it isn't easy for her. ]
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Don't thank me, dummy.
[she says, and she half-laughs when she says it, a sort of hiccuppy, wet giggle. like disbelief. like what are you saying thank you for - like of course. like relief, because he didn't seem surprised, this time.]
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[ so there!!! but it's a lot better when she's laughing, even if it's kind of a wet one. he will be nice and ignore that. ]