He wanted Kate to know him. To see him in ways that didn't terrify, shame, or anger her. She knew the worst of him. What he was capable of doing. What he had done. She still would stand and fight by his side, she still would laugh and watch TV and eat trash with him, too.
She knew him.
IT felt so good to feel it.
In an ugly way, in a way he would not yet admit or indulge, it was tempting to let her know him in other ways, too.
He felt her heartbeat, but did he dare let her hand slip to his chest to feel his own? It was fast to match.
His voice was low as he let his hand caress the side of her face, to then let it slide down to her hand. Her wrist. "I trust you to know me.
I hope you trust me to know you, too."
That he would never betray her, never use what was between them against her. That he stood at her side. He was her partner.
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Date: 2025-05-26 05:34 pm (UTC)He wanted Kate to know him. To see him in ways that didn't terrify, shame, or anger her. She knew the worst of him. What he was capable of doing. What he had done. She still would stand and fight by his side, she still would laugh and watch TV and eat trash with him, too.
She knew him.
IT felt so good to feel it.
In an ugly way, in a way he would not yet admit or indulge, it was tempting to let her know him in other ways, too.
He felt her heartbeat, but did he dare let her hand slip to his chest to feel his own? It was fast to match.
His voice was low as he let his hand caress the side of her face, to then let it slide down to her hand. Her wrist. "I trust you to know me.
I hope you trust me to know you, too."
That he would never betray her, never use what was between them against her. That he stood at her side. He was her partner.
It meant nothing.
It was everything.