r/k fic, finally :)
it has been such a long time! so sorry. the plot bunnies have been away for a while :/
i came up with this dialogue out of nowhere and decided to share it :)
i always wonder what goes on in people's heads, and i imagine it's something like this for r/k.
you move me
pairing: r/k
rating: pg
“What are you thinking about?” He asks, and moves his fingertips over her bare shoulder.
“Just how I want things to be…you and me, in a little messy house. Nobody around. “
He smiles.
“What about our families? And all of our friends? Surely we can’t be hermits for the rest of our lives.”
“Of course not. I’ll cook for them when they visit!”
He is silent for a moment, a smile plays on his lips.
“Did I ever tell you…” He begins.
“What?”
“Did I ever tell you how when I first met you, you scared the shit out of me?”
“Yeah right. I was like seventeen. Seventeen year old girls are not scary.”
“No, not literally scary. I mean what you did to me terrified me. The first time I met you it was electric, and I went home and thought about you for quite a long time.”
“Creep.” She puts her eyes on his and tightens her grip in his hair.
“Listen, listen.” He kisses her. “I fought with myself for a long time about you. You were taken, but you were the only person I had ever met who moved me. I didn’t know if I should wait around for you, or-“
“Can we not talk about him? I’m sorry I broke your heart by making you wait around. I’m sorry I didn’t admit to my feelings for you sooner.”
“That’s not what I’m trying to do here. I don’t want to make you feel bad. I just want to tell you some things. I knew that he was that first love for you, the first everything. I knew it had to end on your terms. That scared me, having my heart in your hands and you choosing what to do with it. Being in limbo, having you but you weren’t done with him, it killed me. I hate when things are up in the air. I need some certainty.”
“And now you have it.”
“Yes.” He smiles, still thoughtful. “But you still scare me.”
“How? I’m just a normal girl. I shouldn’t have to prove to you what I try to show the rest of the world every day.”
“But you’re not. You go from zero to sixty in nothing flat. You’re the fiercest, strongest person I know. And it scares me because I feel like one day you won’t need me.”
She trails her fingers along his jaw. “You are the reason I am who I am. Or part of it, at least. Being with you, even though I knew it was wrong in some ways…made me learn how to do things for myself, no matter what anyone else says. “
He kisses her.
“Things will get better, love.”
She closes her eyes and breathes.
“I wish better was now. I wish I could shout my love for you from the rooftops, as dumb as that sounds. I wish we could go out to a fucking concert in peace. But instead we’re here, in some hotel room, hiding out.”
He has that goofy grin on his face.
“Hiding out has its benefits.”
She smiles, and they kiss.
i came up with this dialogue out of nowhere and decided to share it :)
i always wonder what goes on in people's heads, and i imagine it's something like this for r/k.
you move me
pairing: r/k
rating: pg
“What are you thinking about?” He asks, and moves his fingertips over her bare shoulder.
“Just how I want things to be…you and me, in a little messy house. Nobody around. “
He smiles.
“What about our families? And all of our friends? Surely we can’t be hermits for the rest of our lives.”
“Of course not. I’ll cook for them when they visit!”
He is silent for a moment, a smile plays on his lips.
“Did I ever tell you…” He begins.
“What?”
“Did I ever tell you how when I first met you, you scared the shit out of me?”
“Yeah right. I was like seventeen. Seventeen year old girls are not scary.”
“No, not literally scary. I mean what you did to me terrified me. The first time I met you it was electric, and I went home and thought about you for quite a long time.”
“Creep.” She puts her eyes on his and tightens her grip in his hair.
“Listen, listen.” He kisses her. “I fought with myself for a long time about you. You were taken, but you were the only person I had ever met who moved me. I didn’t know if I should wait around for you, or-“
“Can we not talk about him? I’m sorry I broke your heart by making you wait around. I’m sorry I didn’t admit to my feelings for you sooner.”
“That’s not what I’m trying to do here. I don’t want to make you feel bad. I just want to tell you some things. I knew that he was that first love for you, the first everything. I knew it had to end on your terms. That scared me, having my heart in your hands and you choosing what to do with it. Being in limbo, having you but you weren’t done with him, it killed me. I hate when things are up in the air. I need some certainty.”
“And now you have it.”
“Yes.” He smiles, still thoughtful. “But you still scare me.”
“How? I’m just a normal girl. I shouldn’t have to prove to you what I try to show the rest of the world every day.”
“But you’re not. You go from zero to sixty in nothing flat. You’re the fiercest, strongest person I know. And it scares me because I feel like one day you won’t need me.”
She trails her fingers along his jaw. “You are the reason I am who I am. Or part of it, at least. Being with you, even though I knew it was wrong in some ways…made me learn how to do things for myself, no matter what anyone else says. “
He kisses her.
“Things will get better, love.”
She closes her eyes and breathes.
“I wish better was now. I wish I could shout my love for you from the rooftops, as dumb as that sounds. I wish we could go out to a fucking concert in peace. But instead we’re here, in some hotel room, hiding out.”
He has that goofy grin on his face.
“Hiding out has its benefits.”
She smiles, and they kiss.