couples_therapy 52.2. Do you have a Valentine?
The scarf... it hadn't been exactly a mistake, but she hadn't counted on it being hurtful for him as well, about as bad as her actual touch. She didn't want to hurt him with whatever she would give him this time. And that left just about nothing, possibly, which she had touched for an extended amount of time - or with an extended amount of intent, and it was for him, so there would be intent, and that so made things complicated.
On the other hand, she definitely did want to make him a present. Even with the whole Valentine's Day and love thing left aside (and they couldn't), it was his birthday - and though he didn't exactly age... it was still his day.
Him. Thomas Raith. Her savior. Her love. The man (the term used both loosely and not) who had captured her mind and heart through the addiction-level mojo which he couldn't help but have working full-blast on her. The love gods' prince, the demon with a heart (oh did she know he had that, through and through) and conscience. Her Thomas. She didn't care if he would be dubbed a monster by most, if they knew. He was the person she loved, nobody better, and he loved her back - and it was his time and she wanted it to be special.
It wasn't that difficult to arrange the day to be off - Lara was either too distracted to care, when she asked, or didn't have anything against Justine doing something about the date. If questioned by almost anyone, Justine would easily claim one of those anyway; though in fact she suspected that Lara was very much interested in what she'd come up with and would observe the proceedings. It was the White Court. There was nothing new about this.
So in the end she picked up the phone. Early, before he'd have left for work. Possibly before he was awake, but she didn't doubt he'd hear it.
Even just the sound of his voice could still make her heart race.
"... Justine. Is everything all right?" His voice was alarmed; she hadn't intended to worry him!
"Yes, I am well. I was... I was just wondering if you had anything planned for Saturday afternoon." The likeliness that his evening would be free, this close, was not exactly promising - though if it was... well. Still.
"Hmm?"
"I... there's a reading in one of the bookstores downtown, I think you will like it. We could go together, then have hot chocolate or something like that." It was still a double-edged blade, her idea of a present - time spent together. Even if - or possibly especially if - she made it good and special, which she meant to. But then, anything between them would be double-edged.
She took a deeper breath, and then he could probably hear the slightly teasing smile in her voice. "Will you be my valentine, Thomas?"
Patient: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Partner: raith_wraith (canon, with permission)
Words: 495
On the other hand, she definitely did want to make him a present. Even with the whole Valentine's Day and love thing left aside (and they couldn't), it was his birthday - and though he didn't exactly age... it was still his day.
Him. Thomas Raith. Her savior. Her love. The man (the term used both loosely and not) who had captured her mind and heart through the addiction-level mojo which he couldn't help but have working full-blast on her. The love gods' prince, the demon with a heart (oh did she know he had that, through and through) and conscience. Her Thomas. She didn't care if he would be dubbed a monster by most, if they knew. He was the person she loved, nobody better, and he loved her back - and it was his time and she wanted it to be special.
It wasn't that difficult to arrange the day to be off - Lara was either too distracted to care, when she asked, or didn't have anything against Justine doing something about the date. If questioned by almost anyone, Justine would easily claim one of those anyway; though in fact she suspected that Lara was very much interested in what she'd come up with and would observe the proceedings. It was the White Court. There was nothing new about this.
So in the end she picked up the phone. Early, before he'd have left for work. Possibly before he was awake, but she didn't doubt he'd hear it.
Even just the sound of his voice could still make her heart race.
"... Justine. Is everything all right?" His voice was alarmed; she hadn't intended to worry him!
"Yes, I am well. I was... I was just wondering if you had anything planned for Saturday afternoon." The likeliness that his evening would be free, this close, was not exactly promising - though if it was... well. Still.
"Hmm?"
"I... there's a reading in one of the bookstores downtown, I think you will like it. We could go together, then have hot chocolate or something like that." It was still a double-edged blade, her idea of a present - time spent together. Even if - or possibly especially if - she made it good and special, which she meant to. But then, anything between them would be double-edged.
She took a deeper breath, and then he could probably hear the slightly teasing smile in her voice. "Will you be my valentine, Thomas?"
Patient: Justine
Fandom: The Dresden Files (novels)
Partner: raith_wraith (canon, with permission)
Words: 495