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He held her, a small smile on his face. "It'll be okay. I'll still be here."
She was quiet, still seeming disheartened; maybe at the thought that she had inadvertently done him wrong. She cleared her throat with a frown....
He kissed her cheek. "Neither of us expected it," he said quietly, his brows furrowed. "It's okay."
Fleur looked a little heartbroken, her shoulders sagging. "So.. We shouldn't be together, then?"
"Most things, I think," he said softly. "It's still a little hazy."
She stopped, frowning slightly. "What do you mean..?"
He rested his other hand on her back, leaning against the cot. He pulled away after a bit, his expression one of awe.
She nodded slowly, starting for the door. "How do you think I should do this?"
He stayed like that for a long moment before reaching up to her jaw and kissing her, his thumb brushing her cheek gently.
"I can't change his mind on decisions," she said, "but I want him to realize that he shouldn't sacrifice himself in our relationship for my sake."
He was quiet, holding her close before pulling away slightly to look at her, his gaze gentle.
She looked thoughtful, sitting up. "You know, I don't want him to sacrifice himself in this relationship because he thinks his status will hurt...
His hand moved to her waist as he got down to hug her, his other hand on the back of her head.
"I told you," she explained again, "the longer I'm with him the more it's going to hurt if he says no."
He gave her a small, sad smile, reaching out instinctively and running his fingers through her hair. "I like how you eat takeout, and lean...
"He was going to have to decide anyways," she said. "I'm afraid of losing him.."
He shrunk a little bit, looking down at his hands. "I like when you touch my hair.. and when you smile and make jokes, and the way that you run...
She sat down on the couch, pulling her knees to her chest. "I miss him."
"That's.. That's hurtful, Ophelia," he said, she would be able to hear the frown in his voice. "I know what I remember. Why do you think you're...
Fleur looked tired. "Alyssa, don't be upset with him.. He wanted you to succeed, he just..."
