After taking Kadaj out for waffles which will happen, if we have to handwave the whole thing, Tim goes back home and thinks about tidying the place up a bit. He doesn't really want to make the bed, not yet, cause apparently he is a thirteen year old girl, but some things need cleaning and now is as good a time as any
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"Hey," he says, opening it and standing aside, "You want to come in?"
What do you say to the person you least want to hurt after you do just that? What could he say?
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"Yeah." She ducked in and settled just within arm's reach, respecting his space without being distant. "I felt you. So I came."
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"Don't," he tells her, sitting down on his bed, "Don't just forgive me. Make me apologize, make me earn it. Don't ever let me treat you like you aren't important, aren't good enough. Please. I... I don't ever want to make you feel like that okay?" he watches her, eyes pleading, before looking away.
"Those things I said to you," he says, "I didn't mean them. I couldn't. You... this," and he points between them, indicating both of them, "this means a lot to me. I couldn't really explain it. Just... I need you,"
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Her question is like a punch to the gut, and he remembers all of it all over again. Hurting Lee and fucking Kadaj, fighting the zombies... Bruce. God Bruce and he... he blinks quickly before pressing his face into his pillow.
"I fought some zombies, tore them... tore them apart, armed with only a knife. Kadaj and I we... we had sex, first time... ever for me and I wasn't... he didn't mind but I would have been less rough usually. And I kissed some one, thought they were making out with Kadaj and I hit them, then I ended up kissing them," he glosses over that part, because, god he was an idiot in fromt of him.
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When he pressed his face into the pillow, she reached a hand out, tentative at first, to stroke his hair. "Lust, Pride, Jealous, Wrath. Hell of a cocktail. None of it was your fault. As soon as I realized it, he and I fought. I kicked his ass." Of course he hadn't fought back when she'd hit him, but still. "Love to hear more about you and Kadaj," she said gently. "Maybe let's get through the weird theology first and end on an upnote?"
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Touching his cheek, she winced. "I told him if he ever touched you again, he'd have to kill me to get me off him. I'll talk to him again. Make sure he understands I mean it."
Hm. He'd been rough and out of control? Tim? Definitely the Lust. He could be dominant. But it would be calculated. Never wild. Very very logcal and efficient. Now he worried... "You're worried about whose on top?"
She couldn't help but think of her and Loz and her and Doyle and the way that flipped around between them depending on the day. "Sex has moods just like people. It's never the same twice. And, yes, some times are better than others. But that's normal. Even for capes."
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